Junko was watg televisiohe ph a few minutes before midnight. Keisuke sat in the er of the room wearing headphones, eyes half-closed, head swinging bad forth as his long fingers flew over the strings of his electric guitar. He ractig a fast passage and obviously had no idea the phone was ringing. Junko picked up the receiver.
“Did I wake you?” Miyake asked in his familiar muffled Osaka at.
“Nah,” Junko said. “We’re still up.”
“I’m at the beach. You should see all this driftwood! We make a big ohis time. you e down?”
“Sure,” Junko said. “Let me ge clothes. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
She slipped on a pair of tights and then her jeans. On top she wore a turtleneck sweater, and she stuffed a pack of cigarettes into the pocket of her woolen coat. Purse, matches, key ring. She nudged Keisuke in the back with her foot. He tore off his headphones.
“I’m going for a bonfire on the beach,” she said.
“Miyake again?” Keisuke asked with a sco……（内容加载失败！）
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