did. You think a garbage collector would want me? Oh, yes! I had given her an orgasm! I could move up to Mr Saito. My contract is ending. I wanted to say with great regret that I cannot renew it. The Yumimoto Corporation gave me many opportunities to prove myself. I'll be eternally grateful to it. Sadly, I haven't been worthy of the honour. Miss Amelie... Yes? Well... What can I say... I'm sorry... things happened this way. A Japanese who really apologizes, that happens once a century! You don't have to be sorry it wasn't your fault, Mr Saito. You have a prospect? Don't worry, I'll find something. Poor Mr Saito! I had to comfort him! Now it was Mr Omochi's turn. I was terrified. I was wrong. Miss Amelie! My contract is ending I wanted to say... with great regret... that I cannot renew it. Chocolate! Martian chocolate? Martian chocolate! Martian chocolate! If the vice-president had a heart attack, I'd be blamed! It's melon-flavoured white chocolate. A specialty from Hokkaido. Delicious! The taste of melon is perfect. Try some. No, thanks. Please try some. No, thanks. - Eat some! - No. - Eat it! - No. Your contract isn't over! Obey! Why do you care if I eat it? Insolent! Obey me! Fire me! That would suit me. I'd gone too far. The heart-attack was coming. Please excuse me. Eat it! Actually, it wasn't bad. It's delicious. So our Martian chocolate is good? The Yumimoto Corporation gave me many wonderful opportunities to prove myself. I'll be eternally grateful to it. Sadly, I wasn't worthy of the honour. By humiliating myself this way, I secretly hoped for polite protests like: "Sure you were worthy of the honor!" I was naive! In Japan, nose-blowing is considered gross. Was I so low that noses could be emptied in front of me? Miss Amelie... Now only God was left. Sit down. It was with Mr Haneda that I became, for a instant, what I had vainly tried to be: A real Japanese. I'm listening. My contract is coming to an end and I wanted to say with great regret that I cannot renew it. Of course. I understand. The Yumimoto Corporation gave me many wonderful opportunities to prove myself. I'll be eternally grateful to it. Sadly, I wasn't worthy of the honour. That's not true. Mr Tenshi saw your capabilities. You were unlucky. You came here at the wrong moment. You're right to leave. But if you ever change your mind come back to Yumimoto. I'm certainly not the only one who will miss you. - Thank you for your work. - Thank you. On the evening of January 7, I didn't say good-bye to Miss Mori Fubuki. It was silly of me: Choosing pride over a last look at that face was poor judgment. That window was the border between the toilet-bowl and heaven. As long as there are windows, anyone can have a share of freedom. One last time, I threw myself into the void, For the first time, I watched my body fall. Now I could go home to Belgium. On January 14th, 1991, I began to write my first novel. On January 17th, war was declared on Iraq. On January 18th, miles away, Fubuki Mori turned 30, and still had no husband. In 1992, my first novel was published. In 1993, I received a letter from Tokyo. It gave me great pleasure. It included a detail that thoroughly delighted me. Fubuki had written it in Japanese. "Amelie... "Congratulations. "Mori Fubuki." ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Звезда пленительного счастья на английском - текст Ночь страха на английском - текст Назад в Будущее на английском - текст Друзья - Сезон 10 на английском - текст Курица на ветру на английском |