Jay Newton-Small is on the ground in Haiti:
A 21-year-old boy, Evans Brice stood silently before the rubble. The mangled corpse on a woman half crushed beneath the concrete, her head down as if in defeat, hung before him. It was his girlfriend of five years, Jean Fiona, also 21. She'd been working at the factory for a year. Brice has lingered here since finding her, rubbing his wallet full of her pictures against his heart and sobbing. "I cannot leave, I love her," he says, his hand reaching out to nearly touch her hair powdered white with concrete dust.