If there was something we could have done to save you and we didn’t think of it, I beg your forgiveness. We tried so very hard. So deeply and desperately. I’m sorry, Mel. I spent 330 days terrified, scared, worrying and frightened. It closed my throat and made my soul throb with third degree burns. Terror, anguish, desperation and fear. We became absolutely certain that you were coming home to us alive. But it was not to be. Now I no longer have to worry about you. I know you are no longer in danger.