Paul Yoon
speaker
490 appearances
2 recordings
2 series
first heard Dec 2025
last heard 1 Jul
Paul Yoon’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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His name brought a quaver to her voice, but she didn't give in to it.
She and Daniel had another six months of travel planned and were due to leave Sydney in two days, hitchhiking to southern New South Wales, where they'd lined up a season of work picking fruit.
After that, their plan was to head north to the Great Barrier Reef for a final tropical hurrah, then return to Basel in time to start university.
S wanted to study psychology.
Daniel was supposed to become a doctor.
S looked skeptical at the idea of Daniel as a doctor, and the wry face she pulled made Roy and Mandy laugh.
S joined in this laughter and relaxed visibly.
She curled her bare feet around the legs of the stool, shook her tight, greasy braids behind her shoulders, and tugged at the neckline of her t-shirt as if to cool herself down.
She wore a halter bikini top beneath the shirt.
Roy and Mandy now noticed the withered bikini strings pressed into the back of her pinkish neck.
Daniel had been drinking all afternoon, he was flirting with an Irish girl, had been flirting all week, and when the Irish girl sat in Daniel's lap and S objected, Daniel made a joke at her expense, at S's expense, and everyone at the barbecue laughed.
S told the story as if she saw now how trivial it must sound, but there was still great dignity to the way she seemed to look back on it, with sorrow and wisdom as if it had happened to a much younger person.
Mandy and Roy, listening, must have thought of their passionate, brave young selves in those filthy backpacker hostels across Europe.
They must have felt tender and protective toward us, and much older.
Now Mandy suggested that a glass of wine might be in order, something stronger than tea, although naturally she wouldn't have any herself.
I can see the way she would have stroked her rounding stomach as she said this.
When Roy told the story, he always made it clear that the wine had been Mandy's idea, that he would never have suggested it, and of course that he would never have drunk wine alone with the girl, who was, after all, only 18 and in a vulnerable state.
Mandy would nod in agreement as he said this.
I once saw them tell the story while Mandy was breastfeeding, and she nodded so vehemently that the baby's little mouth detached from her purple nipple.
So Roy opened a bottle of Shiraz, and he and the girl drank, only a glass or two each, as they all sat talking in the kitchen.
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