When I bought this necklace, silver, shining, simplistically picturesque, I knew you'd always be with me, though there are others. Bui hangs up his cell phone, looks over to give me the news. That's all anybody knows . There are others.
Nobody knows yet.
He's in an ambulance. It's really bad. 17 Slaves, peasants, anybody healthy contributed to the building of this immense wall. He's in surgery now . His head .