Okaasan No Koto Nanka Zenzen Suki Janain Dakara Ne < Desktop >

He found her asleep in a plastic chair outside the ICU, her hand still clutching a crumpled handkerchief. Her coat was thin. Her lips were pale.

He stared at the note. Then he ate his rice alone, watching the snow pile on the windowsill. At 8 p.m., she still wasn’t home. At 10 p.m., he called her phone. No answer. At midnight, he pulled on his jacket and walked two miles through the blizzard to the city hospital. okaasan no koto nanka zenzen suki janain dakara ne

When Yuki woke up an hour later, she found her son’s arm linked through hers. She kissed the top of his head. He pretended to stay asleep. He found her asleep in a plastic chair

“…The rice was good.”

Yuki smiled. She didn’t say a word.