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spoke with
different accents.
    During their trip to America,
starting in North Carolina, there had been no threats made against
them, although a lot of people silently stared. A couple of times
they’d been uncomfortable, but learned to ignore it. They
understood there were people everywhere around the world who didn’t
like to be faced with something new and different, at least not
without a warning.
    “I imagine it would take at least a
week of straight driving with little sleep, minimal food, and
bathroom stops to make it from one side to the other. Wouldn’t that
be a great way to explore this wonderful country?” Molly shared the
thought, but didn’t sound sure she could actually do it.
    “Honestly, anything having to do
with sitting in a car doesn’t sound like fun. Maybe it will after
I’ve eaten and slept in the same place for at least two days in a
row. Come on, let’s go inside and not think about
driving.”
    They locked arms and walked inside,
laughing.
    “It looks like you two ladies are
having a great day,” a pretty woman greeted them with a wonderfully
open smile.
    Sakura was pleased to find someone
who represented the image she had of Americans. Happy with life,
which she believed meant they were open to meeting new and
different people.
    “We’ve spent hours, days, driving
here and couldn’t be happier to have finally made it.” Sakura
smiled back as she shared what they were doing. She enjoyed talking
about their adventure with others and it was still
happening.
    “Sounds like a long and tedious
trip. Where have you come from?” The waitress slipped out from
behind the counter with menus in one hand and a big glass filled
with what looked like a cola in the other. With a subtle nod, she
led them to a comfortable booth overlooking a green patch leading
to a river. “I’m curious because of the accent I hear.”
    “You answer, Sakura. I need to use
the bathroom.” Molly looked at the hostess for help.
    “Sorry, you’ll find it over in the
corner. Go down the hallway and the ladies’ room is the first door
on the left.” The woman pointed in the direction Molly needed to go
and she made quick work of going. “Now, I must know because you two
ladies sound different.”
    “Well, I’m from Japan and my friend
is an Englishwoman who lives in Japan. We drove from Chicago, but
started this trip in North Carolina. It’s been a beautiful drive.
Each state seems different from the last, but we are
wiped.”
    “My goodness, you two have traveled
quite a distance. Are you here to explore Yellowstone or passing
through?”
    “We hope to see the park and
everything else Montana offers, but we’re actually here for
business.”
    “Well, my name is Sunny and I’m
here most days. Come find me and I’ll give you ideas on what you
must see and do around here. Many of them aren’t listed in any tour
books.”
    “We’ll definitely come to you for
information, although work comes first. We’re actually here to meet
with Matt and Ted Wilson, of the Big W cattle ranch. Maybe you know
them?” There was an aura of ease and comfort in being with this
woman. Unfortunately, the ridiculous question slipped out of her
mouth before she could stop it. America was a massive country and
Montana a big state. Because they were close to their ranch didn’t
mean everyone knew each other.
    “What a small world. I know
them.”
    “Really? I’m surprised. I never
expected to meet someone who knew the only people we actually know
in the entire country.”
    A busboy came up and Sunny reached
out to load up the table with glasses of water before sitting down
with her.
    “By the way, I’m Sakura and my
friend is Molly. We both work for Nakamura Enterprises and are here
to help set up the new cattle tracking program at the Big
W.”
    “I see Matt and Ted all the time.
One or both of them come in for lunch most days. Back when Matt
first returned from his trip, I remember him mentioning something
about some