They had a haunted, guilty, despairing look in them. They seemed to almost beg me for forgiveness. I didn't understand, but I knew she needed some com...fort too. After I was done crying with my crew, I went over to where Megan was. She sat there, looking at me, a look of despair in her eyes. She seemed hesitant to approach me until I held out my arms to her. Immediately, she was in my arms, crying."I'm so sorry, Patrick! I'm sorry!" She whispered. Then, in a tiny voice that I almost missed, "It's. I can blame the bolt, or the company that made it, or maybe the mechanic who torqued it down too tightly. But I can't blame coincidence.Even if we wanted to put all the blame there, that's all we'd have time to do, because even though we don't think about it very much, our lives are full of coincidence. It happens all day long and only after it has happened can you decide if it affected your life in small or large ways.It is coincidence that causes you to turn the alarm off but linger in bed. "Hi Uncle Billy!" She ran over to hug him. "Is Mommy running late?" Yeah, sweetheart, she's stuck in traffic, so I am going to hang out alittle while if that's ok." Her big smile told him she was lookingforward to it."Ok!"Minutes later they were in the warm house watching the snow alreadystarting to fall. "I wanna play in the snow!" Tess said excitedly. "Canwe?!" Uh, I guess, but you'll need to change into something warmer."Tess didn't even wait for the answer and she was running across the. “Put on the cuffs, and keep your mouth shut. I’m giving the orders now.” Jackie knew she was going to have to loosen the leash if Pamela was going to let go of her throat and comply with her order. And so she backed-off a bit. She knew it was loose enough when she heard Pamela take in a big gasp of air.It was difficult for Pamela to buckle the large, leather cuffs using just her opposite hand, but she eventually got them both buckled. Jackie had unclipped the leash from her own collar and.