One day, my boss suddenly told me that the company was bankrupt, and I lost my job. Unable to tell my wife the truth, I wandered around the streets pretending to go to work. Today, while killing time at a park again, I happened to meet Nia, a married woman who lives next door. My wife and I, along with Nia and her husband, used to get along well as if we were a family. After I confided in Nia about how I was let go, it seemed like she also carried some loneliness, and she said, “From 9.1…”
