Having my own place where I had the last – and only – say on where to put the bathmat, how to do the laundry or arrange the books was the perfect living arrangement for me.
Lemons were yellow, which tied the bar to Kimiko’s name, and even though we debated how to write “lemon” for a while, when I imagined an actual lemon, I was sure the name was a good idea.
“Yeah . . . What about you, Kimiko? Do you believe in stuff like that?”
Kimiko took a few seconds to think, then said, “Feng shui, maybe?”
“Feng shui? What’s that?”
“It’s the idea that all the directions, like north and south, have colors that are supposed to go with them. South goes with green, I think, and north goes with white.”