Chapter 12Three weeks later, Takeo brought me a pair of tan slacks and a silk shirt of a slightly darker color. He also had brown pumps with a low heel.
“I hope these fit you. You’ll be going into court tomorrow to get your name changed. When the judge asks why you want it changed, it’s for professional reasons. You’ll be helping to teach Japanese arts and the name will make you more accepted,” he told me.
I nodded.
I tried the clothes on. They fit perfectly. Takeo must have remembered the size of the clothes I showed up in.
And so, the next day he drove Yuriko and me into a nearby town. It felt strange to me because I was without my collar. Yuriko had removed it this morning and laid it on her bed. It felt like something was missing.
When we got there, we went into a large building.
