Misato-chan came to visit my house today. Mom seemed to be in a good mood—sort of. Misato-chan taught me how to draw. Mom came and checked in on us often. Dad, Mom, Misato-chan and I had dinner together. It was great. I didn’t learn that much about drawing, but Misato-chan said that she will visit again soon. We took Misato-chan back to home in Dad’s car. She has a very fancy house in a rich neighborhood. It was almost dreamlike. Misato-chan’s mom came to the door and spoke with Dad a bit. She was really pretty, like an actress. I guess that a pretty girls like Misato-chan must come from beautiful mothers like that. But only a girl like me could come from my kind of Mom. I’m sorry, Mom. But I really had fun today.