Yoh has been calling every day since March. Yoh has been your person since long before that.

She meets you on the corner where you always meet, with two paper cups, and she is smiling before you've crossed the road.

Her face is red and open and moving, and she says your name in the voice of a friend, and you stand there and hold a cup.

YohYou look like you've seen a ghost.

You say you have.