Mishima, Yukio

Fountains in the Rain

For at least the last five or six minutes of this reading, I was stifling an enormous sneeze, which came out promptly the second I rushed to stop recording (there may or may not have left physical evidence of the sneeze’s disdain for having been ignored for so long… but I’d never tell). Oddly, I hadn’t given thought to the end of the story, and, for reasons better understood if you listen all through, by the end was stifling a laugh on top of the sneeze, and am presently thankful that I did not explode altogether from all these stifled physiological demands. Thankful, of course, that my atoms remained together long enough, at least, to post the story.