There were four good-sized offices off the balcony. Each had a big window that looked out into the showroom area and each had a window to the shop. If...you were at a desk you wouldn't be able to see the showroom floor but the window would give you daylight and make the office less claustrophobic.The end office, nearest the stairway was pretty fancy. The first thing you realized was that it was considerably deeper than the other offices. I figured out that this office was over the old tool room. When we're going out together, all the men's focus leans on us. On her, I mean. It wasn't any different on the day when she told me about her adventures in Portugal in a cafe full of men during the tennis tournament. Even if she mixed Polish, Spanish and English with Portuguese, there are some words understandable for everyone. Her high-pitched voice resounded in the cafe and the international crowd listened as she narrated.******************** Anja's storySoon after I arrived in that city. I stood on the practice mat, holding the form and movingslowly, purposefully."Focus Jessica!" Gong instructed firmly."Yeah, yeah," I responded, brow beaded with sweat, bringing my focusback onto the matter at hand. I am Peter's yin. I shook off the randomthoughts and focused on the precise movements of the forms and triedto let them flow. Second class in as many days. Should have stretchedmore after all my practice yesterday but I was too tired. Muscles feelsmashed now. But my strength is. The mind accepted the radical change as normal. She sighed. 'Ionly hope that... Myra can get used to her own changes just asquickly.'She felt like she had been forced suddenly into a world where theimpossible was an everyday occurance. But, really, didn't lifeamount to one forced change after another? Irene thought back tothat terrible letter from the War Department. As a young wife, shehad shared so little time with her husband before he had gone away,only to die of camp fever in.