Taking Tomoko
Her first name was all I knew about her. I overheard her husband calling her that once. They lived in a small house in an average neighborhood, with a kid in elementary school. All in all, an unremarkable family with an unremarkable life. Completely average in every way. Except for her. Tomoko was everything but average to me. I'd been in Japan for nearly a month. Just for business. I knew very little about the Japanese way of life. I wasn't going to be here long, so why bother? I'd go...