How best to locate Mi Mi that morning among all the booths and people? From Su Kyi's descriptions Tin Win imagined the market like a flock of birds descending on a field. A tumult of voices, sounds and smells. It'll be crowded, he thought, and they'll push and shove, and no one will be watching out for me. Curiously the thought did not frighten him, he who was otherwise so wary of people. He felt certain he would find Mi Mi quickly. He would recognize the sound of her heartbeat. He would follow her scent. He would hear her voice, even if she merely whispered something into her brother's ear.