Kato ambled down the stairs in his dressing gown and claw-feet slippers. A folded letter lay on the floor next to the front door.

“Mum —,” Kato called out, “There’s another one...”

Kato picked up the piece paper. Kato’s mum came through the kitchen door holding a cup of tea and the newspaper under her arm.

“Oh! It wasn’t there when I picked up the paper,” said Mum…