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Death of an Origamist

Chapter Six—The Other Woman

Sachi was always a bit intimidated by beautiful women, especially Asian ones. She herself ranked about a 5 in appearance, maybe a 6 when she ...

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Chapter Five—Chicken McNuggets Confidential

Sachi Yamane didn’t know what it was like to be fired. She had snagged her job at Los Angeles County General Hospital after she ...

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Chapter Four—The Inner Circle

T-Rex, also known as Craig Buck, was dead. Sachi Yamane felt like she was going to collapse right there at the banquet table in front ...

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Chapter Three—Little Black Dress

“Well, how was T-Rex’s class?” Barbara Lu, Sachi Yamane’s roommate at the convention hotel, asked. Seated at the desk by the window, Barbara ...

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A Poet, a Mystery Novelist, and Writing in Japanese America

The Japanese American experience is rarely tackled in mainstream literature. In 2015, Asian protagonists are still conspicuously absent from novels, missing in popular films, and ...

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Death of an Origamist

Chapter One—Que Sera, Sera

For the past three days, Sachi Yamane was in heaven. Origami heaven, that is. Not only was she immersed in her most favorite pastime—folding ...

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Chapter Twelve—Keep on Shining

Read Chapter Eleven >> We talk about bullying as if it’s a 21st century phenomenon. Boys bullying girls and boys who don’t fit in ...

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Chapter Eleven—True Confessions

Read Chapter Ten >> We’re in my LAPD pal’s black-and-white. Officer Doug Brenner makes me sit in the back seat—it’s protocol—like ...

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Chapter Ten—Following the Doc Martens

Read Chapter Nine >> Some people, when faced with a crisis, go ballistic. They run around, their faces red and their voices bellowing. Others get stone ...

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Chapter Nine—The Last Selfie

Read Chapter Eight >> “I’m a private investigator. Kevin Shirota,” I flash my license as if it really means something to a woman sitting behind ...