I met Haruko soon after I got married. The mother-of-two, who lived in my apartment building, was a valuable source of information about life in Japan. One day in March, she told me her husband was being transferred to another city.
“I’ll miss you, but you must be excited,” I said.
Haruko laughed, shook her head and said, “The kids and I aren’t going anywhere!”
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