Her evocative scent faded from the still air.A voice broke him from his reverie, he wasn’t listening but its urgency compelled him to.“Excuse me? ...xcuse me!”He turned to face his inquisitor.“Sorry?”“You’re going to wear that teaspoon out if you keep stirring your tea like that.”“Huh, what?”There was a warm laugh, “Million miles away were we?”He looked and smiled at the kindly expression on her weathered face. Shaken out of his daydream, he was back in the café with a half-eaten sandwich and a. She asked me y did I press her bosom. Did I like it very much?I said I wanted to feel them are they soft or hard or how they are. I know they give milk.She sighed hmm ….We sat there silently few minutes and then at once both said this will be a secret. We laughed off.I asked aunty can I ask something?She said askI want to drink your milk.She giggled and said you can’tI said I will pinch her againShe told no baba you pinch very hardly it became very red.I asked her show. She said if I showed my. One I need to go back to Japan for a while. My sister just passed away and...” he had been trying to hold the tears but then they started to flow.I hugged my father once again, “I am so sorry father. Aunt Karin was a wonderful person.” It was then that I thought of something. “Dad what about her daughters? What’s happening with them? Are they even okay?”Dad nodded and said, “They’re both okay. They’re going to stay with with their father until they go off to university.” He wiped away the rest. "You'll be fine, Julie. I trust you. Just do what you think is right. I'll call every day or so and we can talk." I'd like that," I said, trying not to put too much meaning into my response."Then you can count on it. Maybe if I call around lunch time?" I'll be here, waiting for you." Again, I wondered what I was telling him."That's good to hear. I'll call you tomorrow. Bye for now."I almost hated to hang up. I could hear something in his voice that I hadn't heard before. Something that sounded.