I smiled at the girl. “Some people find that cute. Trust me. It doesn’t bother me though.” I looked at the book. I thought maybe I could read what she wrote but either I couldn’t find the title or it was written in the korean alphabeth and I couldn’t understand it. “What were you trying to say anyways? Fly? What could Hen mean? Let me recap, it’s a long title … The hen … as in the chicken … who dreamed she could fly? That sounds boring, it’s just a book about a bird that can’t fly dreaming about being able to? Isn’t there nothing more to it?”