It was late in the night and Ben could not see where he was going to. It was pitch black. "Where the hell I am." he asked himself. Obviously no answer came to him. He groped around in the dark trying to find his way around. His hands finally touched the wall. He started to search if there was a switch on the wall. He found none. All of a sudden a door opened and there was a flicker of light coming from a bed lamp. With the help of the wall he found his way to the bed lamp. When he got there he sat on the bed. He still did not know where he was because the flicker of light was not enough to make him have enough visibility. He thought of what to do and he decided to carry the bed lamp along with him.As he walked through where he was. He realized that he was in the woods. "Where the hell is this. How come there is a bed in the woods?" He asked himself. As usual no answer came to him. As he walked through the woods, all he saw were short trees on either side of him. As he went on, he saw

It was a saturday morning. Murdoch was still in bed. He was still hurt from the rejection he got or silence that he got from his girlfriend when he proposed to her. His night was restless. He had no ounce of sleep. He did all his best to ignore the image of his girlfriend looking shell shocked and frozen as she said nothing to his proposal.He was thinking about what he was going to do. He hoped that as the sun was rising, it would rise with new hopes and dreams but he was skeptical about that because he was thinking by now that she would have called him after he had called her severally. As Murdoch stared at the ceiling he began to think how he was going to continue his life without Miranda.Miranda had been the only woman he felt comfortable with. She was the only woman he felt so carefree with. She was the only woman who he could feel stupid around and not feel shy or embarrassed. Miranda was the perfect and suitable woman for him. He was a handsome man with lovely features. Murdoc

"We will talk to you later Ben. There is something we have to handle." Oscar said and hung up the phone. "How are the boys doing?" Casey asked. "They are doing well. Murdoch has completely healed from what happened to him but he has some emotional issues he is battling with at the moment. Ben informed her. "I hope it is not a girl issue." Casey said. "What else could it be if not that. Ben said. "Are you saying that, it is only when someone is emotionally down, that it is a girl issue." Casey said."I am not saying that but with guys it is only when a girl hurts us that we get emotional. At least most guys." Ben said. "I disagree with you. Do you think it is every guy who is hurt only by a girl?" She said. "That is why I said most guys." Ben said. "Well, I think you should speak for yourself." Casey said. Ben just said nothing because he had not been in such a situation. He did not have the chance to meet girls. He stopped school at a point because of his mom; so that made him unabl

Shelly understood the question that Chase was asking him but she tried to evade it. "What are you taking about?" Shelly asked him. "I know what I heard when you were talking over the phone. I heard evert word clearly so you better tell me what is going on right now because I deserve to know. We all deserve to know." Chase said as his voice began to break because he was also at the breaking point. He lost his brother some weeks back and now his mother was kidnapped. It was too much for him to take. He was trying to be strong and being the shoulder that others were crying on. Others looked at him for strength and hope that things were going to work out, especially his wife. But he also needed comfort. He needed to be encouraged to remain strong and positive."Please Shelly, what is going on because I can not lose another family of mine. Shelly was heart broken because this man here was losing it. She understood what it meant to lose a relative but to lose a sibling was too much to take

Mrs. Welsh went to bed with a heavy heart. Mitchell had gone to bed after the emotional and mental torture and stress that she went through. Shelly was seated outside on the patio. Chase joined her. She gave him a glass of wine and Chase sat down with her, a stick of cigarette in his hand. "I never knew you smoke." Shelly said."I do, but occasionally, especially when I am stressed emotionally." Chase said. Shelly sipped her drink quietly and Chase puffed his cigarette without saying anything. They sat down quietly for about five minutes before Chase broke the silence. "But I do not think James had to die because one lady was hurt emotionally." Chasesaid."I agree with what you have said. I wish he told us about it. I wish he did not keep silent. James killed himself before he even died." Shelly said. "But it could have been avoided." Chase said. "How do you think it would have been avoided?" Shelly asked Chase. He said nothing and just puffed his cigarette. "I am not really sure. I