She squinted as she tried to make out any familiar faces but was too far away. She suspected it was the same gang but was not sure and was now facing ... mental battle, unsure of whether to just leave and go home as her shift had already finished, or to go and move the gang on. Surely there would be no trouble as the gang leader had not allowed them to harm her last time. Finally it was curiosity that got the better of her as she wondered if the black stud was as handsome as she had pictured in. For the next ten minutes she was inconsolable. I decided to walk past her into my living room and sit down on my sofa. Eventually, she decided to join me in the living room and limit herself to intermittent sniffling and a few low level sobs. When she felt that she had herself emotionally under control she began speaking to me."Jim, how could you?" she asked me, and then the tears started up again. "I thought I was special to you when you touched me and held me for such a long time in the. I need to feel like I'm in control of my life. At the same time, I need to feel like I have someone to look out for me. I've always been that way. I think it's why the situation with Leah hit me so hard. I think it's why I felt so strongly about you from the outset. I still remember the day I first saw you."Meredith stared past Brock as she remembered her life in high school, almost a decade earlier."I had no idea who you were," she told him. "I'd heard about Brock Miller, of course. I mean,. All over the country there were gangs running things, there were no big cities or towns left just small village’s run by friends of the dictator. In one part of the country a village of 60 people had been raided by a gang of teenagers but unbeknown to the raiders the village chief had been told of the raid in advance and had set traps catching 6 of the raiders with the rest either being killed or driven off. The morning after the raid the village chief called the villagers into the only barn in.