Everyone laughed. Even Sadako. “Then I’ll wear it to classes every day when I’m well again,” she joked.
Mitsue and Eiji giggled at the idea.
For a little while it was almost like the good times they used to have at home. They played word games and sang Sadako’s favorite songs. Meanwhile, she sat stiffly in the chair, trying not to show the pain it caused her. But it was worth the pain. When her parents left, they looked almost cheerful.
Before she went to sleep, Sadako managed to fold only one paper crane.
Six hundred and forty-four...
It was the last one she ever made.