The foundation-only humans are the most interesting to watch. They are much less predictable than the already-built people. Humans call them children until they are framed-in and the roof is on so that plumbing and wiring goes in. Then they shift to the label adult, or young adult.

But these little ones, with their exposed rebar and crawlspaces empty behave like little mirrors, little lakes reflecting the activity that surrounds them. One travelled through my halls moving items from one place to another like Charlie does at the end of the day. In fact, everything that the little one moved, Charlie retraced back to its other spot when the little one left. The little one also slipped many items into her mother's basket purse, all of which the mother discovered when exchanging her money for treasures at the counter with Charlie.

Some little ones enter me very quiet and sad. It seems like they have gotten something poured into their foundation that wasn't intended to be there in the original plan. They adjust their progress with the inclusion, invisible but present.