As we had expected, her father has moved to Tokyo. He finally runs his own company now, a division of . . . He writes her letters peppered with Japanese phrases. He is trying to teach her Japanese. He sends her pictures that he has taken of himself -- standing in front of McDonald's -- "This is the first one built in Tokyo!" -- in the doorway to his office -- "See the picture of you I have on my wall!" -- with his other children in front of their garden; with his current lover; in front of a fish pond; standing on the subway platform.