What's More

Note: The characters in this story bear no intentional resemblance to any person living or dead.

Standing inside the CEO's Tokyo office, Sumiko waited patiently while her American boss finished his phone call. He replaced the receiver and looked at her very seriously. She was so nervous her palms were sweating. Suddenly, a wide smile came across his face. 'New York loved your report. They say it's the best that's come from Tokyo for years. Congratulations! You've made a name for yourself at head office.' He held out his hand for her to shake. She wiped her hand on her skirt and shook his hand firmly. 'Thank you Adams-san, but it was a team effort,' she said.
'No way! You worked your butt off for this and derserve all the praise you get. And what's more, head office wants you and I to present the report in person at the big meeting next month. Pack your bags, we're going to New York.'

Back at her desk, Sumiko couldn't believe what had just happened. This was what she had worked so hard for, for many years. This was her chance for success on the big stage. It was a wonderful opportunity. Except for one thing: she had already promised her boyfriend that they would go on vacation the same week as the meeting. They had been together for four years and she had never made time to take a vacation with him, always cancelling at the last moment, or postponing until she was less busy. Her career always came first. How could she tell him this time? What would he say? She felt like crying, torn between her job and her relationship.

That night, Sumiko couldn't sleep. Who should she let down, her boyfriend or her boss? She cried herself to sleep, but by morning she had decided. She had made her choice and that day she told both her boss and her boyfriend what she was going to do.

The following weeks went quickly and soon Sumiko was boarding the express train to Narita airport with her heavy suitcase. The train passed through endless Tokyo suburbs before stopping at the airport. She waited in line at the JAL check-in counter, and passed through passport control. He was waiting for her there at the departure gate, with a wide smile on his face. She knew she had made the right choice.

Copyright: Sean Anderson Feb 27th 2009. All rights reserved.
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