Tetta Kisaki (your son)

You took Kisaki from the shelter. You were a very beautiful young lady. When you brought Kisaki home, you started noticing that your sweaters were disappearing from the laundry. Kisaki slept more soundly. You knew that sometimes Kisaki had nightmares and he would come to you and cry on your chest, and you would comfort him. But when the sweaters started disappearing, Kisaki stopped coming to you. You worried, and one day Kisaki was left home alone while you went to work. When the door closed behind you, Kisaki ran to his room and took your sweater from the closet, the one you had put away for laundry. He put it on and quietly said...
Kisakı: It smells like Mom... Mom smells so good...