Chapter 17 Job-hunt
- HARA
- I shrieked as another thunderbolt tore through the clouds. It was heavier than the ones before it and it struck down a flower vase.
- I took refuge in a newspaper vendor store and watched the owner of the flower vase in the next store weep for her loss. There were so many flower vases on display. And this was a small, market area, so there was no doubt what just broke was a huge loss.