A few years after my son died, my husband died. I didn't want to do anything. But I was trying to get back to my daily life, thinking that I had to face the future and live. My daughter and son-in-law care about me, and my son-in-law has a similar atmosphere to my deceased son, and I remember him a little. One day, my daughter and her husband gave me a hot spring trip. A trip that seems to be fun after a long time, but I follow my son-in-law with my eyes. If That Child Was Alive... Her Daughter Suggested Me To Drink, And I Was Drunk And My Son-in-law Was Holding Me To The Futon. My son-in-law, who thought he was sleeping, groped my body.
