A slack grey-white body drifting in a grey-white nothing. The bleached prologue gives way to a pastel bright, literally divine day. Because on Friday, 14 September 2001, the upright Korean Christian Mrs. K. coddled herself a little. Her son was taken care of, the housework was done, the beach was tempting, the water rippling. With pleasure? A factual theodicy report based on a newspaper clipping.