Songmi Park dug her toes into the edge of the riverbank as she prepared to cross. She knew she was supposed to be afraid. The river was deep, and the current looked strong. If she was caught she would certainly be punished, perhaps even shot. But she felt a pull far stronger than her fear. She was leaving North Korea to find her mother, who had left her behind as a child. บาคาร่าอันดับหนึ่ง