After losing my husband when our son, Gakuto, was still young, we've been living together as just the two of us. Gakuto is about to turn 20, and he's starting to resemble his father more and more. As a mother, I feel a mix of pride at his growth and a bittersweet pang seeing those familiar features. On the eve of his 20th birthday, we shared our first drink together. Though I'm not much of a drinker, the alcohol tasted particularly good that day, and I ended up having a bit too much. Gakuto, perhaps also feeling the effects of the alcohol, started acting unusually affectionate towards me...
