Her heart stopped. She clicked.
She reached into her raincoat and pulled out a small, folded paper crane. “Search for Yuki again. This time, add ‘survivor’s guilt’ to the keywords. You’ll find 1,248 results. The one I hid.” Searching for- hikari ninomiya in-All Categorie...
“Why now?” Emi whispered.
She pulled a folded, rain-softened photograph from her coat pocket. Three girls, age twelve, at the beach. The one in the middle—missing her two front teeth, grinning like she’d just won the universe—was Hikari. On the back, in wobbly glitter pen: “Best friends forever. Emi, Hikari, Yuki. Summer ’06.” Her heart stopped