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He could find a bus that would get him close, no doubt, but it was early to be visiting. Should he call? No. That was too much of a commitment. He wanted to walk to the address and see how he felt when he got there, leaving open the chance for a last-minute escape. He decided to wait a day. Look up Kenso Nakano tomorrow, he told himself.
"Hard to find a good moss-rock these days," Mrs. Nakano said. "How about a soda?" "Too early for anything else," one said. "Sure." "Thank you so much for helping," she said to Oliver. "Are you thirsty?" "Yes. I was looking for you. I think. Actually, I'm looking for Muni Nakano who has a brother Ken?" "Oh," she said. "Muni is my brother-in-law." "My name is Oliver, Oliver Prescott."
"Yes," she said. "But the buses are good. You can get out, go around the island." "I will. I'm going to try and look up family I've never met." "Where do they live?" Oliver had found a listing for Kenso Nakano in a phone book at the airport. "Alewa Heights," he said. She laughed. "Ah LEV Ah . . . That's the real Hawaii." "Look at that!"
Nakano. Kind of small, though." "I know you guys like a challenge," she said. "Where you want it?" She pointed through the gate. "We better do it. This start down the road, it end up in somebody's living room." They walked the boulder through the gate and to one end of a flower bed. It took three of them to move it without using crowbars; Oliver helped until it was in place.
The letter, read in the Mikado's palace a week later, when the submarine had been raised with its dead, was in the stoic style of the race and severely official. It culminated in a broken sentence. "It is now 12:30 P. M. My breathing is so difficult and painful I thought I could blow out gasoline but I am intoxicated with it Captain Nakano it is now 12:40 P. M. I " There it ended.
Ken Nakano was well established, for sure. You couldn't tell much from the house; like the other houses near it, the side facing the street was simple, almost anonymous. What was individual was out of sight. He was glad that he hadn't given Mrs. Nakano his middle name. Who knows what Jimmy and Kapono would have thought? They were pretty sharp.
"Nakano Prescott stretches, makes the grab, takes a big hit and holds on! The Patriots got something when they signed this guy." He patted her. "Just trying it out I'm not real strong on Gene." "Well, we have four months," Jennifer said.
Two heavyset men wearing shorts, T-shirts, and baseball caps were easing a boulder from the truck bed onto an impromptu ramp of two-by-sixes. A woman with trim graying hair and tanned cheeks watched. The planks sagged ominously. "She hold?" "Plenty strong." "Damn stuck. Excuse me, Mrs. Nakano." "I've heard worse," she said. Oliver approached and braced one shoulder against the rock.
A huge kennel was then constructed in the Nakano suburb of Yedo as a shelter for homeless dogs. It covered an area of about 138 acres, furnished accommodation for a thousand dogs, and was under the management of duly appointed officials, while the citizens had to contribute to a dog-fund, concerning which it was said that a dog's ration for a day would suffice a man for a day and a half.
The name of Taira was conferred also on three other sons of Kwammu, the Princes Mamta, Kaya, and Nakano, so that there were four Tairahouses just as there were four Fujiwara. The Emperor Saga had fifty children. From the sixth son downwards they were grouped under the uji of Minamoto. All received appointments to important offices.
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