Last Monday, our memory was of a masked ball. There was a girl at the ball, dressed in pink silk. She was yelling at someone-- "don't think you can just stand in the corner the whole time; you're dancing even if I have to drag you out there myself"-- and her voice was. . . familiar.
I believe it was the girl who screamed in our earlier memory. The one in which Tiger-san was stabbed.
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Last Monday, our memory was of a masked ball. There was a girl at the ball, dressed in pink silk. She was yelling at someone-- "don't think you can just stand in the corner the whole time; you're dancing even if I have to drag you out there myself"-- and her voice was. . . familiar.
I believe it was the girl who screamed in our earlier memory. The one in which Tiger-san was stabbed.