Three Days of Happiness

What kinds of faces do people look at the fireworks with?
Thinking of each individual detail in that way, it was apparent I
really knew next to nothing about fireworks.
I was tempted to look out the window, but with Miyagi watching, I
didn’t feel like doing something so miserable. If I did, she’d probably
say something like, “If you want to see fireworks that much, why
don’t you go out and see them?”
Then how would I respond to that? Would I tell her I’m too timid to
handle everyone’s eyes on me? Why was I still so concerned about
how others saw me when I had so little time left?
As if to sneer at me as I battled my urge, Miyagi crossed in front of
me, opened the screen door, and leaning out the window began to
watch the fireworks go up.
Rather than being moved by the sight of something beautiful, she
seemed to be admiring the sight of something unusual. At any rate,
it didn’t seem that she had no interest.
“Hey now, should you be looking at that too, miss observer? What’d
you do if I suddenly took off?”
Still watching the fireworks, Miyagi sarcastically replied, “Do you
want me to watch you?”
“Nuh-uh. I want you to be gone as soon as possible. Havin’ you
watching makes it hard to do anything.”
“Is that right? Perhaps it may make you feel rather guilty.
...Incidentally, if you were to flee, and make it a set distance away
from me, I would have to conclude that you were up to trouble and
have your life terminated. I would suggest you take care.”
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