She stood staring at it for a long moment when they first saw it. She was amazed her parents had lived through the wreck at all. Some of the roof had ...een cut off and Bob pointed out the places where the Jaws of Life had been used to pry bent metal apart.The impound lot attendant cheerfully forced the trunk open for them. Her parents' suitcases were almost obscenely unaffected by the crash. Even the cooler in the trunk still had sodas in it. The lid was ajar, but nothing had fallen out.Because. He is coming to you at least once in 10 days, giving some money for maintenance. So she should discuss with him about the family and explain him her problem. If she commit suicide without informing him, sure her father will give a complaint against her husband and he will be put behind bars. It is not good to commit suicide for small quarrels and she can solve the problem easily. She was a little bit convinced. Then she asked me what to do next. I told her she should not take such violent. "She laughed as I opened the door and peeked out. I shut the light off, "hold onto the pack."I used the floor plan as my guide and walked on the plasticrete floor towards the east. I could have turned on the dim lights but did not. The wide window filled the room I came to and let in light. I moved to one side and pulled a couple of wide and thick sealed plastic bundles away from the wall. I put two together and added two more going the other way.I pulled out a third and set my pack and clothes. She hands you an old school key and directs you to a room on the 3rd floor. You ride up the old style elevator, a small cabin with a cage that allowed you to see out as you traversed the floors.You get off and proceed to the room. You open the door, and you see him sitting in a chair looking out the window. Mike does not turn around, just continues to stare out the window. You wait of a minute, unsure what is going on. Finally he speaks. “Come and stand in front of me.” You walk over, still.