"It does, doesn't it? If. . ." I wanted to say, "If there's anything I can do, just say so," but I stopped myself. I silendy implored: May the memory of this moment, here, the glowing impression of the two of us facing each other in this warm, bright place, drinking lovely hot tea, help save him, even a little bit.
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inconsequence) wrote2016-10-16 12:11 pm
kitchen; banana yoshimoto