My girlfriend B and I were invited to my cousin S and her husband Q’s place to hang out and it had been a while since my girlfriend and I had last seen them. I call S my cousin, but she’s technically a family friend. She was a Japanese student who had lived with my actual cousin for half a year when she studied abroad to my high school. Their relationship was just as real as any pair of sisters I had met and as far as I was concerned, she is family.
When we arrived, my cousin’s husband had been acting kind of odd. Leading up to this day, nothing had seemed out of place, he and I had been talking about how he had been looking forward to hanging out after so long.
They picked us up from the station and we grabbed lunch before spending some time shopping. It wasn’t until we got to their place that I would understand what they had planned.