Katya had taken Mariya’s photos. I chose one of the files and clipped her face out for her passport. I made a JPG file out of it and took it to a photo shop around 4 PM.
The shop owner received it and made two prints.
I took them to the passport center with the documents I had prepared.
They received the documents with no problem except they wanted to know Katya’s cell phone number.
“We will call her later.”
“I can help you. My wife’s Japanese is not perfect.”
“It is OK. We will call her later.”
Right after I left the counter, one of them called Katya, “Do you know that your husband is making a passport for your daughter?”
“Yes, I do.” This was it.
I drove to an ophthalmological clinic to receive my contact lenses (I did not go receive them on Saturday).
I went back to my office and restarted working.
