Standing over the freshly dug grave Michael Dane had no words, no thoughts, only feelings, feelings of rage, feelings of pain, feelings of love and an... overwhelming thirst for revenge. For thirty-eight years Michael’s life had been…interesting, from the day he was born Michael had lead a unique life. Raised by his parents Carson and Linda he was brought up in a loving home with parents who adored him but didn’t smother him, they gave him the tools he would need to explore life but gave no bias. “That knife was sharp!”After the carriage rides, she was walked through perhaps a dozen rooms and guided down roughly into a high-back chair. Hands encircled her neck and two thumbs lightly pressed against her throat. It was all the warning Aggie needed not to move. While she kept still, her hands were unbound and then rebound to the back of the chair. Aggie winced at how tightly the cords were pulled. She could also feel other hands pushing her legs apart and then lashing her ankles to the. I sensed Ruth following."You know, you really shouldn't take the things I say so seriously,"she said, quietly.I turned. "What things?"But she had gone back into her office and closed the door.* * *The rest of the day passed agonisingly slowly. We made good progressat the meeting at Will's office, but my mind was hardly on contractnegotiations. Tonight was opening night! I rushed off to the theatreas soon as I could get away.Too nervous to eat dinner I soon found myself in the little. " What did you think, Honey? Were you shocked?" It did kinda' surprise me, Mom. I wasn't shocked or anything. It felt kinda' random." I understand. I didn't know if I should do it or not, or if I should talk to you first, or what." It's O.K., Mom. It was fine. Thank you." You're welcome! So ... um..." What, Mom?" I was just wondering if you ... I was wondering if you tried it out yet." Mom! You really wanna talk to me, about that? Are you sure? Wasn't giving me the thing enough?" I just thought.