The Phone Booth at the Edge of the World

by Laura Imai Messina

smile with your heart, not just your mouth.

Yui told her that when she was little, her mother would sometimes buy her two doughnuts. One for now and one for later. As if she really didn’t want to teach her that happiness always came to an end.

She had felt so happy to have it confirmed—she was loved, and loved in return—that she believed this love would protect her.