LIFE IS A BOAT

“It’s cold in here.” Hina said as we sit down on the bench in the Tokyo courthouse. We have been waiting to go in and file the wrongful death lawsuit against Daisuke for what seems like ages.

“It’s the A.C.” I told Hina.

“I mean, I get it. But it’s not that hot outside!”

“Felt good coming in, right?”

“…Yes. Yes, it did.”

“So quit your complaining.”

“Hmph. I think I just feel weird being inside a courthouse.”

“Why’s that?”

“What if they find out how I stole some gum from the store once?”

“It isn’t like they are going to just come and arrest you here. And how would they know about that in the first place?”

“I could slip under pressure. You never know.”

“Yeah, I can never really know with you.”

“Sara, something tells me that you’re not taking what I’m saying seriously.”

“What would ever give you that idea?”

“Call it a hunch.”