Story 52
The Reason for the Bow
There are things you can’t see unless you stand on the same ground.
This is a story about my friend.
He would always bow toward empty spaces—where no one seemed to be.
Whenever I asked him why, he would dodge the question with a vague smile.
One day, I died.
But when I visited him again as a spirit, he bowed to me.
That’s when I finally understood—
he had been able to see them all along.
