When the old woman arrived, she came pushing a wheelchair. That way, she brought her own seat; but the pregnant woman who came later occupied two chairs by herself.
Even including the "sister" still cooking, there was always one person missing from the table.
One chair was always empty.
Seizing the opportunity, Annan stood up to examine the notes posted on the wall.
It appeared to be a message board.
It was the kind of board that one would occasionally see in stores around schools, covered with post-it notes filled with writing.
Some used it as a confession wall, others as a place to show off their love, while some left check-in notes as memories. The shop owners could also regard it as a proof of popularity…
And the notes affixed to this message board were similar post-it notes:
"Today is the anniversary of my father's death, and tomorrow is my birthday. He said he would come back for my birthday.
"He is a liar.
