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Show 45 outsr man was sturdy Fssling ths nssd to continus he fell on tha obvious. "Buckets." "In Japan," shs said, "it oftsn rains ... bucksts." Hsr English, hs notsd, was excellent: the ssntence was correct, though ths pronunciation was a bit studied. Har touch of a smils brought an answsring smils from him. "What are you waiting for?" "Tha rain to - isn't it 'easa off? I'm going home." "Thought you worksd until closing." "Usually I do. My brothsr is sick; ths ssrgsant 1st me go." Koontz slippsd into his raincoat and peersd through the grey shast of watsr. "How about a ride?" "Oh?" Her syss sought his again, and seeing his opanness and seriousness, shs answsrsd simply. "That would be nics." And putting up hsr umbrslla she followed him down ths steps and across tha slick rad clay. As he drove onto the main road he found conversation difficult! whatevar hs thought to/say ssemed planned. She looked at him from tims to time, waiting for his lead; Japanese girls had not baen taught to be conversationally entarprising. And, American, he started off with the American question: "Whsre are you from?" "'From'?" She looked surprised. "Japan." "Where were you born? Oji?" "Oh, no. Indonesia." "Indonesia." HB triad to remember the name of a city. "Jakarta?" |