“Why must you go unnie?” I would ask my unnie that question every night she wears that beautiful red silk dress. My unnie would look deep into my eyes and deep within hers, I can see sadness, emptiness and loneliness. She held me by my shoulders and forces a smile upon her face, “Lock the doors after I leave Krystal,” she would start off first, “don’t open the door for anyone.”   I would tilt my head slightly to the side confused but still gave her a nod, “Okay,