“She spoke about you,” he said at last. “She felt sure she’d seen you everywhere. Not just in Tokyo, she said. She felt like you were always there, in her life, whispering to her. She couldn’t remember you, but in Nîmes she found her bracelet again, the one her mother had given her, and she said… she said she thought you were a friend, perhaps the best she ever had, if only she could remember you.
