Missing Wife

The windows of the office open overlooking the Saigon River. Ten years ago, this section of the river was crowded with boats. The boats carried an entire family, husband, wife and children as they moved. But since the day of the plan to renovate the city, boats are banned from this river, the scenery here becomes beautiful and luxurious and clean. A rather wide area of water opens before the eye from this window. This morning, the sunshine was on the river, on the treetops on the other bank, the water surface reflected the sunlight in many places sparkling like silver. The same river, the same water, the same treetops, the same sunshine. Cullen had sat in this chair, looking through this window at it a thousand times, but this morning, Cullen felt like it had all changed. Is he still Cullen, the young but soon famous lawyer who is said to be the lawyer with the brightest future in the capital? Still. Who can say that he is no longer a lawyerCullen? This office, the papers bearing his name in the files on his desk, the thick blank paper envelopes... They all try to tell him that he is Cullen. But it was him, Cullen himself, he didn't believe that. He noticed that he had changed a lot. He was like a different person, another soul in a different body. Read more