When Madam limped toward her, Rei didn’t look up. She couldn’t look up. Because she only knew one thing for certain. Don’t look her in the eyes. Rei’s memories slip through her fingers. Every ninth night, another child is adopted, and each time, she can’t recall their face…or their name. Just a blurry, featureless head. Only a few more cranes until she gets her wish. Will she ever be adopted? Is…anyone ever adopted? Why can’t she remember?