Tendo stepped back. "Take off the dress. We need the next set."
Outside, the summer rain had started. Yuka Matsushita walked to the station without an umbrella. A drop slid down her cheek like the last drop of juice from a peach pit.
Tendo stepped back. "Take off the dress. We need the next set."
Outside, the summer rain had started. Yuka Matsushita walked to the station without an umbrella. A drop slid down her cheek like the last drop of juice from a peach pit.