He had once promised me that I could do anything I wished and he wouldn’t stand in my way as his own father had done.
CARTWHEEL BY YUKO IIDA FROST 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 105
The day of my exam I got up early. My breath turned to white smoke in the unheated bathroom. The snow-capped mountain in the distance suddenly lit up in the morning sun.
In the ki…