Holding hands

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When I returned from the restroom break, Stuart wasn’t on the dance floor. I turned to the bar, and my eyes met with the lawyer. I cursed under my breath […]

Taking his hands

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Stuart wore a white half sleeve plaid shirt and khaki chinos. He wore a watch with a stripe-colored band on one wrist and a tennis wristband on the other. He […]

Two-year-crush

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The excitement of relocation had me suppress the memory of that night with Mr. N. I flew to Germany again for the year-end sales conference and the office Christmas party […]

What was it?

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Mr. N’s eyes weren’t on me, fortunately, but were staring into the room as he was finishing a sentence, and I held my breath, counting three, two, one. The moment […]

That night

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I sensed relocation to Germany was going to be a stepping stone rather than a destination. I was 27 years old single woman who’d coil at a sight of a […]

The last of Miss Sasaki

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I called Miss Sasaki on Saturday and asked her if we could talk. She asked if I wanted to come to her neighborhood for a drink. She lived near Waseda, […]

The last of Mr. Saito

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I asked Mr. Saito to see me as I needed his advice. He agreed and invited me to an Italian restaurant in Yebisu. I had never dined with Mr. Saito […]

Wrath of the Founder the Great

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Those who got the place overseas started preparing for the move. The first group left to start the California office. This included one of the apostles as the head of […]

Approval

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The next day, I asked Mr. Hirao to talk in person. No other buildings blocked a ray of sunlight through the windows on the 33rd floor. The bright, white-walled room […]

Negotiation

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As the new trading deal project progressed and I communicated with the European office more frequently, I gained the confidence of Mr. N, who was known to distrust and shunned […]