C47 Words at the Table

The clink of chopsticks and the soft aroma of miso broth filled the room. Aiko busied herself refilling bowls, her voice bubbling with happiness.

“It feels like forever since we’ve seen you, Arun,” she said, placing a dish of grilled fish in front of him. “You must eat properly. You’re too thin.”

Kenji nodded in agreement, his steady gaze resting on Arun. “We worried when you didn’t answer