The Long Telephone Call in Lieu of a Wake
"So how much do we get back from Golden?"
Before answering, Mitsuki, on the phone with her sister Natsuki glanced once again at the numbers. At this late-fall night the window by the desk was closed, but instinctively she lowered her voice in reply. "Around seventeen million yen."
"What?" said Natsuki. "You mean they keep a whole ten million even though she was there such a short time?""Looks like it."
Golden was the private, exclusive nursing home where their mother had been living. Its full name was Golden Years, but everyone always called it Golden....