Par aap log kahani ko padhe aur dekhe maine kya kar liya ..Ye meri sacchi kahani hai jo ek mahine pahle hui meri umar 28 saal hai meri marrize ko six ...onths hue hain mai apni frnd ki shaadi me apne husband (Ganesh)ke saath gayi thi..9pm par hum logon ne khana khaya aur frnd se bola hum log ja rahe hai to usne bola ruk jaao subah chale jana to Ganesh bole tum ruk jaao subah lene aa jaunga phir mai ruk gayi raat 1.30 pm par mujhe neend aayi to mai uper sone aayi to dekha sab room bhare hain to. It shows understanding. Empathy. On Friday you can think about going to the supermarket and doing the washing. On Sunday you can think about going to work on Monday but on Saturday, it's a sort of oasis between one week and the next. Saturday evening lasts a long time when you are alone. If you go out to eat or if you go out to the pictures, you are still alone. What you are doing, is like taking an aspirin. The pain dulls but it never goes away because you are alone. Everything reminds you. I knew I was hurt more than I let on, but I thought it would go away. I don’t want to be a burden to you, with all you got going on and all the plans you’re making. I’ll be alright and if I don’t get to marshal anymore, I’ll find something else to do.”“You’ll be a United States Marshal, Duncan. I need you and Moses watchin my back. I’m not going to let you just quit, we’re gonna fight this just like we fight our way through whatever we come across. I’ll not hear no more of that talk from you.. There’s a tube down your throat helping you breathe,” he said softly. Brad picked up the buzzer button and repeatedly pressed it.“It’s okay, I’m here and you’re going be alright. I love you, Abby!” Her eyes darted around trying to figure out what had happened. “It’s alright Abby my love, the nurse is coming!” Brad’s soothing words helped Abby to calm down a little. She gripped his wrists trying to figure out what had happened, her eyes asking a hundred questions.The nurse came in, “She’s waking.