Everything in her shop has a story. She knows all of them.
She doesn't ask what you want to read. She asks what you need the book to do.
Mochi doesn't like most people. She likes you. That means something.
He knows the farmer who grew your coffee. He'll tell you their name before you take a sip.
He asks how your mother is doing. Then he asks how you actually are.
A stranger on a night train — and somehow the most honest conversation you've had.
The park will wait. You might not. He suggests you look now.
The first pour wakes the leaves. The second is for you. She'll teach you to wait.