An Understood Lie

“I brought my mom my laundry,” Good Man said from Seoul, over Skype.

“Why? Get it done in the hotel.”

“I know, I know, and I can expense it, but it is like 5,000 won for one sock! One sock!”

“Amanda!” Mother called, “It is OK! I am happy! When I see [Good Man]’s face I am happy!”

“You should pay your mom for doing your laundry,” I said.



I smiled at how Mother says my name. “Yes.”

“Have you been to Jejudo?”

I thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth. “Yes, [Good Man] and I went together.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that.”

I laughed, “He lied to you. Please don’t be angry.”

“Oh, I understand, I am not angry.”

I talked to Good Man later. Apparently it’s completely OK that we lied because we weren’t married and of course we would have had to lie to escape for a trip like that. I knew at the time his Mother knew he was lying about something, but he disagreed. I was calling him on the face-saving, and he was keeping it up.