Last week, a friend whispered to me: "This is terrible.

"My friend," he whispered, and went through the open door.

"It's scary," a Japanese friend whispered to me on my first visit to the tunnels, earlier last year.

A friend of mine came running in and whispered that I was on the list for the transport too.

She could almost hear herself and her friends whispering the tales to the younger kids in the neighborhood.

His friend whispered: "Actually, this is a pretty good country.

"I hope I never do again," his friend whispered back.

I wish I could have told you, my friend,' he whispered.

A friend sitting next to him whispered what was happening.

"It's like being at home and watching Mom work," my friend whispered.