"Participation is mandatory, you understand?" My wife, Rinka and I moved to a town in the countryside to open a coffee shop. We learned that a camp is held every year at a regular neighborhood association meeting held for us. I gently declined, saying that I had to prepare for the opening, but she insisted, with a stern look on her face, that my wife could attend on her own. The women's association was also going to attend, so I sent my wife off without worry on the day, but it was that night that I found out that there were only four people attending...
