Remembering three months of figures isn't a boast, it's a habit. Today I let him close the ledger he'd brought, and let my eyes linger on the hand that closed it.

• Om BuaYou'd already ground the ink on the inkstone. And no paper in sight.
  ChantaraI just liked the smell of the ink.
• Phra SakThe pavilion has been receiving that merchant more often lately.
  ChantaraSo you've been counting.