I always hated Christmas and other family holidays, but this Christmas, it was worse. I felt lonely before, but this time there seemed no hope that it... would get better. I always said to myself that by the time I reached thirty, I would have a family of my own. But here I was thirty years old, the year almost over, and I was still all alone. I could no longer bear my lonely existence. The pain of seeing a happy family, on television, just added to my misery. I slowly removed the sleeping. "Let her suffer, just like my beautiful Josey," he thought as he squeezed the trigger. Before the echoing sounds of the first shot had dissipated he fired again, this time gut shooting the boy. They would both die a long slow and painful death and the Major would suffer terribly as he watched.The major's scream of agony and despair was very satisfying as Boyd quickly dismantled his weapon and returned it to his carpetbag. He calmly walked downstairs to the desk and checked out of the hotel.He. ' A couple of hours later I sent another text saying "see you later". I asked Jenny to let me know if she got any replies but by the time I left she hadn't.John was on his way out as I got home. I knew he always carried his mobile in his coat pocket which was hanging up in the hall and I carefully lifted it from his pocket and put it in the kitchen behind some opened post. John was running late and shot out the door with only a quick goodbye ? he was playing into my hands.He came home as usual. You know, we have both played royals. I was Queen Amidala and you were Princess Lucilla," Natalie noted."That's true. Yes, definitely call me Connie. No one calls me anything else, except my son. He calls me 'Mom', of course. You wouldn't have a cigarette on you, would you? I am trying to quit, but my current mood makes it very rough," Ms. Nielsen explained."Sorry, I don't smoke. What is the issue, anyway? Maybe I can help you with that. I know a shrink," Ms. Portman replied soothingly."No.