kno it, I’m not smart enoug c t kind of feeling.”
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“Uh-huh.”
“But it doesn’t any fire. For someto self o be free. It ove or a cigarette lig even o be free, you’ve got to make it in t kind of place. easy. Not just anybody can do it.”
“But you can do it, Mr. Miyake?”
“Sometimes I can, sometimes I can’t. Most of time, I can. If I really put my mind to it, I pretty much can.”
“You like bonfires, don’t you?”
Miyake nodded. “It’s almost a sickness o live in t noto’s because ts more drift’s t o make bonfires. Kind of pointless, huh?”
er t, Junko . Sometimes imes one. ermined by t of drift Miyake ion. her “bonfire buddy.”
to t log, and no last ttling in for a long burn. Junko loared at t tiged t care, using a long branco keep too quickly or losing strengtoss it in w was needed.
Keisuke announced t omac’ve caug need a crap.”
“ you go ?” Junko said.
“Yea you?”
“Don’t Jun,” Miyake said. “I’ll see her home. She’ll be fine.”
“Okay, t the beach.
“,” Junko said, ss carried aoo much.”
“I kno it’s no good being too sensible spoils t s, too.”
“Maybe so, but use hing.”
“Some t ’s not easy being young.”
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t it?”
“ kind of something?”
“Something personal.”
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“I wondering if, maybe, you had a wife somewhere.”
Miyake pulled t of , opened it, and took a long, slo on to , and looked at Junko.
“ come from all of a sudden?”
“It’s not all of a sudden. I kind of got tarted talking about t you once told me, about about tching a fire.”
“I did?”
“And do you oo?”
“Yup. two of ’em.”
“In Kobe, right?”
“t’s here.”
“here in Kob