We moved to a new town so my wife Rinka and I could open a cafe in the countryside. At the neighborhood association meeting, we learned about their annual camping event, which seemed like a big deal for the community. Since we were busy preparing for our opening, we politely declined to participate. When Rinka heard this, she gave me a serious look and insisted on going by herself. I agreed, especially since the women's group would also be attending, so I felt comfortable sending her off. But that night, I discovered only four people had actually shown up…