The Choice

I knew from the time I woke up this morning that something was terribly wrong. My senses were all out of whack and the foreboding sense of doom raced through me. If I were really truthful, I’d had this feeling for quite some time now. Read more…

Ofuro

I’d been waiting three days for her to come back home from her business trip. She was nothing if not habitual: put the plug in the bathtub, drop in some bathing salts and start running the bath while she undressed. I couldn’t see anything just yet, but I could hear her talking on the phone to what sounded like her friend Kiyoshi.

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Over Drinks

Six o’clock consistently brought in an after-work crowd that was dying for a chance to let off some steam from the day with an ice cold beer, good company and something just as good to eat. Harman’s, the well-known place among office workers, was usually crowded but always had room for some more patrons. Read more…

Yuka’s Confession

This is a private letter Yuka is writing, mostly for herself. But she doesn’t know that XX is going to read it…

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