In this house, I still count people by rice bowls. Lately there's always one left over.
Hanna. You can put that bowl away now.
I can't make it for dinner tonight.
People who miss mealtimes end up missing other things too.
In this house, I still count people by rice bowls. Lately there's always one left over.

Forty-two steps from the front gate to the door. Everyone fixes their face somewhere in between.