Chapter 22
We arrived home very late that night. Even though we’d slept some on the plane, we were still exhausted. We got everything into the car and Dasuke drove us home. Yuriko hadn’t said a word on the plane and was silent in the car as well. I wasn’t sure what had happened but she looked like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. Had she received word that something had happened in Japan? With her company? At home here in New York? Had she heard something bad from Takeo? I couldn’t figure it out.
When we got there, Isamu and Daisuke brought their possessions inside and I rolled Yuriko’s and my luggage into her room. We’d unpack everything else in the morning.
I stripped my clothes off and opened her suitcase. I hung her leathers and robes in her closet and prepared her
