"What do you think of sushi train?"
From staring at her own reflection on the car window, she creased her forehead hearing Noah talking about 'train sushi'. A faint memory from the past flashed at the back of her mind. She shut it down before her sentimental brain lingers on the image from the past.
"Sushi train?"
He chuckled with the puzzled expression on Jess' face. He ran his knuckles on her reddened cheek. It looks like her face got a bit sunburn even though they didn't stay that long under the sun.
"It's the conveyor sushi. There is a good sushi restaurant in the downtown area." He glanced at his wristwatch, "It was already late, we could grab dinner first before I bring you home."
"Do you also call it the sushi train?"
She didn't answer Noah about his dinner invitation. The words 'sushi train' got stuck in her mind. She tried not to remember, yet her brain dove into the few good memories she had with her father.
