On my way downstairs, the elevator stopped on another floor. When the door opened, there was an older Japanese woman. She looked so bewildered to see me in the elevator! Like I scared her or something. And then....
her pearl necklace broke and all these white beads fell down her shirt and spilled out from the bottom.
Another woman came running up from down the hallway and started to help pick them up. I didn't know what to do. Should I help? The other woman, who was younger and knew some English, said, "Please go on."
So I did.
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