”“Wasn’t she missed?” I asked.“She was but has had a couple of personal problems and everybody thought she had gone home after lunch. Nobody... realised she had gone to the basement for something and got caught in the lift. She is ok now.”I decided not to pursue my interest in Hiromi at that time and to leave it till tomorrow. I left it at that and later went back to my hotel. I thought of Hiromi and the look and her smile as I documented the day's occurrences. She fascinated me.The following. But, as he grabbed her, she stumbled backwards and both of them fell in a hysterical wad on the floor. I thought I heard Mrs. H. say something about the Boss having a nightstick in his pockets. As we moved forward to help them up, I saw Mrs. H give him a quick peck on his cheek and his hands just accidentally lingered on her tits for several seconds. Was something going on? All of a sudden we heard a crash and as we looked around we saw that two of the secretaries were engaged in a deep french. “No way!” Tom exclaimed.“Let’s just hear him out.” Eric chimed in. “What do you have in mind?”“I’ll give you $25 back for your daughter’s dress.” Carl said calmly.“Holy shit.” Tom muttered.Eric just sucked in a breath and looked at me as I contemplated this new development. I weighed the pros and cons, and then spoke up.“I’m in if Candy is OK with it.” I said.Eric and Tom had a shocked look on their faces, but Carl was smirking. “And she has to stay in the room for the rest of the game.”My. Then again, assuming that sparrows do not build their nests on the ground, how would the parents be able to lift the hatchling up to the nest? Knowing that I would be responsible for the young bird’s imminent and untimely death if I touched it, I left the sparrow alone. I watched for a few more seconds, my heart torn as I watched the hatchling practically beat itself to death against the white wall. What made the situation even more pitiful was the near-constant chirping, a sound I typically.