Kikuko Quotes in A Family Supper
Despite our difference in years, my sister and I had always been close. Seeing me again seemed to make her excessively excited and for a while she did nothing but giggle nervously. But she calmed down somewhat when my father started to question her about Osaka and her university. She answered him with short formal replies. She in turn asked me a few questions, but she seemed inhibited by the fear that her questions might lead to awkward topics. After a while, the conversation had become even sparser than prior to Kikuko’s arrival.
“Those two beautiful little girls. He turned on the gas while they were all asleep. Then he cut his stomach with a meat knife.”
“Yes, Father was just telling me how Watanabe was a man of principle.”
“Father’s become quite a chef since he’s had to manage on his own,” Kikuko said with a laugh. He turned and looked at my sister coldly.
“Hardly a skill I’m proud of,” he said. “Kikuko, come here and help.” For some moments my sister did not move. Then she stepped forward and took an apron hanging from a drawer.
The three of us ate on in silence. Several minutes went by.
“Some more?”
“Is there enough?”
“There’s plenty for all of us.” My father lifted the lid and once more steam rose up. We all reached forward and helped ourselves.
“Here,” I said to my father, “you have this last piece.”
“Thank you.”
“Kikuko is due to complete her studies next spring,” he said.
“Perhaps she will want to come home then. She’s a good girl.”
“Perhaps she will.”
“Things will improve then.”
“Yes, I’m sure they will.”
Kikuko Quotes in A Family Supper
Despite our difference in years, my sister and I had always been close. Seeing me again seemed to make her excessively excited and for a while she did nothing but giggle nervously. But she calmed down somewhat when my father started to question her about Osaka and her university. She answered him with short formal replies. She in turn asked me a few questions, but she seemed inhibited by the fear that her questions might lead to awkward topics. After a while, the conversation had become even sparser than prior to Kikuko’s arrival.
“Those two beautiful little girls. He turned on the gas while they were all asleep. Then he cut his stomach with a meat knife.”
“Yes, Father was just telling me how Watanabe was a man of principle.”
“Father’s become quite a chef since he’s had to manage on his own,” Kikuko said with a laugh. He turned and looked at my sister coldly.
“Hardly a skill I’m proud of,” he said. “Kikuko, come here and help.” For some moments my sister did not move. Then she stepped forward and took an apron hanging from a drawer.
The three of us ate on in silence. Several minutes went by.
“Some more?”
“Is there enough?”
“There’s plenty for all of us.” My father lifted the lid and once more steam rose up. We all reached forward and helped ourselves.
“Here,” I said to my father, “you have this last piece.”
“Thank you.”
“Kikuko is due to complete her studies next spring,” he said.
“Perhaps she will want to come home then. She’s a good girl.”
“Perhaps she will.”
“Things will improve then.”
“Yes, I’m sure they will.”