Never let me go

I’ve met a wild goat in the forest, a girl. She came and rubbed her horns at my arm. She has a sister. With her beautiful eyes she told me, never let me go. Trois-pattes, that’s what I call her, a tri-pod goat.

There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.

Kazuo Ishiguro
never let me go
never let me go