Mariko and I were neighbours. We met when we were four years old. In the first grade of elementary school, we went roller skating together and had fun times.
After her mother died of an illness when she was nine years old, her fathr did his best to raise his children and his business. However, I think she had times to feel sad.
When she was thirty years old, she met a man who we could trust and respect. I was very glad that she got married to him.
We meet once or twice a month to talk each other while playing with her son.
