As she walked into my shop, I could help but feel sorry for her. Considering what is going to happen to Mrs. Hayashi, I wanted to be nicer to her, even more than I usually do. "Do have anything larger than this?" she said after picking up the largest hammer I had in stock, I shook my head and said no. I really wonder what she'll be doing with a hammer at such a time. She then disappeared into a column which sold tape and many other home products. As she was inside I thought of what to say to her, how can I make her day a bit easier? Then she suddenly appeared in front of me, waking me from my deep thoughts. She handed to me a few rolls of tape and other things that I didn't look at. Then she handed me some money for the items she has taken. I rejected it. I didn't want money from her, and this was my way of helping her. " Pay me some other day" and as I said this i was hoping to see her again after all this was over. Nodded and left, just as her hands touched the door knob, she turned around and said " Thank you, Joe". With that I smiled and nodded, noticing later that it was the first time she actually called my name, after all these years. I was puzzled at how a person can know someone for years and not call their name, not even once.
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