There’s a small wooden cross staked into the ground on the side of the road with the date of his death written on it.
Scotty would hate it. I bet his mother put it there.
“Can you pull over?”
The driver slows down and brings the cab to a stop. I get out and walk back to where the cross is. I shake it side to side until the dirt loosens around it, and then I pull it out of the ground.
Did he die in this very spot? Or did he die in the road?
Tsundoku (Japonca):
"Bireyin okuyamayacağı kadar kitap alması ve henüz okunmamış bir yığın kitabı olmasına rağmen ‘’okuma niyeti ile ’’ yeni kitaplar almaya devam etmesi durumunu ifade etmektedir."