A short time later, Jill brought me a bowl of hot soup on a serving tray along with several hot biscuits.“Eat all of that and then tell me what happ...ened,” she demanded.The soup was the canned type but very good, and it helped warm me up. The biscuits also went well with the soup. On finishing it, I explained what had occurred while I was out.“It’s way too late to work on him tonight. I’ll start in the morning when I’m rested,” I finished.“We’ll work on him in the morning,” she assured me.I took. He found his parents sitting around the table with a bottle of champagne open, and three glasses in front of them.In silence, he sat down, and his dad handed him a glass."A toast, to Chris. A celebration of great achievement, and anticipation of much to come."After they clinked their glasses, Chris sipped at this champagne, choked with emotion."Chris, you've done really well this week, far better than we expected. We're very impressed." Thanks." What did you learn?" Well, of course, I learnt. Berg was devastated. He lost his family, his friends and now this stranger who was kind enough to give him shelter when the world was abandoning him. He blamed himself for not insisting on going to bring the doctor earlier.” When Murad finished this sad tale I was dumbstruck. I did not understand the meaning behind the story or the reason he was telling it to me. Two complete strangers whose lives were accidentally brought together in a terrible and unfortunate circumstance. Was their story. Marty found us a table and orderedus a round of drinks. As we sat, Marty began to ask us all abouteverything that had gone over the last few days. It was then we realizedwe had not told him everything we had done. We told him all about meetingup with Steph and Jamie at Heavenly Talent and our subsequent lunch."They were such nice people daddy, and Jamie's daughter was so precious."I then went on about the trip shopping at Harrods with Snikki. "Do I evenwant to know how much?" Marty asked. .