warning for implied divorce and child abuse
7.
Nagisa is ten.
There are flying plates.
Their father's ratty suitcases are slowly coming into the forefront by the apartment door more and more every day. Nagisa wonders what happened to their own suitcase. Wherever their father is going, they assume they won't go too. They probably should.
Then mother would be alone. A lonely mother would be very scary. She would try to look for them, at least take Nagisa back. And that would make things worse. It's much better to stay, soothe her wrath a little by remaining loyal.
Even if that means more disappointment in the future.
The dress their mother buys them itches on their legs. That's rare. It never itched before.
There's a little cuckoo waiting to catch from its egg I see.
They looked around but nothing was there, nothing but a vanishing spot of white in the grass.