After leaving the company, I went to the cemetery and stayed from morning until dusk.

In the evening, I drove home for dinner.

My parents were there.

But the atmosphere was silent and heavy.

I spoke first, "I went to the cemetery today to see my sister and Isaac."

The atmosphere at the dinner table grew even more strained.

My mother put down her chopsticks and left the table. "I'm full."

My father continued eating silently, avoiding my words.

He ate faster than I did and was the first to leave the table.

I stopped him. "Dad, I might be leaving for a long time starting tomorrow."

My father paused,...