Three Days of Happiness
ThreeDaysOfHappiness
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were quite a few passengers, but I kept talking to Miyagi about my<br />
memories <strong>of</strong> Himeno regardless.<br />
We changed buses and got <strong>of</strong>f at a viewing platform, a famous date<br />
spot in the town. There were about ten couples holding each other<br />
and sneaking kisses, but I kept talking to Miyagi anyway.<br />
Strangely, I didn’t feel too many eyes on me. Everyone was too busy<br />
with themselves.<br />
“Himeno was there the first time I came here. The railing near the<br />
top <strong>of</strong> that spiral staircase is just the right height for a kid to want to<br />
get on top <strong>of</strong>. So Himeno tried to climb up, but I noticed a gap in the<br />
railing just as Himeno nearly fell all the way to the ground. If I<br />
hadn’t happened to be there to stop her, she just might have. She<br />
acts intellectual, but she can be a real go<strong>of</strong> too. It’s like, you just<br />
can’t leave her alone. I got a scratch in all the hurry reaching for<br />
her, but for that one day, she got unusually nice -”<br />
Miyagi was giving me a concerned look as I was getting more<br />
talkative, as if brushing <strong>of</strong>f her uneasiness.<br />
She knew more than I did at that point. She had yet to tell me<br />
something crucial.<br />
The viewing platform would have been an appropriate place to<br />
explain it, but she didn’t speak <strong>of</strong> it.<br />
Maybe she thought she’d let me keep dreaming as long as I could.<br />
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The day came at last. It was a rainy afternoon, and the station was