Mrs. Marlowe was in panic when she arrived at the apartment; Susanna wasn't back yet from her appointment at the clinic.

"Just what did she say, Terry? You shouldn't have left her," she cried and started calling the clinic; she was afraid that Susanna got into her depressive mood again and will try taking her life again.

"Calm down, Diana, surely she won't do that." Patrick soothed, he looked to Terry as if asking him to explain the situation.

Terry tried vainly to think if there was anything he could have done to trigger such an outburst from Susanna. Did she read his intention to break up with her? But he hasn't seen her since the day before. She's always been so fragile, so weak, and he learned that her mother constantly worried about her state of mind because her father had committed suicide himself.

"Nothing, the clinic said she was there about an hour ago and left after a successful consultation, but why isn't she here yet?" she started to sob and Patrick placed his arms around her, helpless.

Terry decided to go out and look for her himself when the doorbell startled them. Susanna stood at the foyer looking well and flushed, a young man was beside her.

"Oh, mother, you're back! Why are you all looking as if you've seen a ghost? Is this Patrick?" she hobbled to the room and the young man followed her.

"I…Susanna who is this? Where were you? We were so worried…"

Terry recognized the man from 2 weeks ago who came to his apartment. Susanna introduced the young man and explained that she didn't want to miss Dr. Vanghetti's appointment that she called him upon his offer to take her there. Everyone was so relieved that the newcomer was even hailed as some sort of a hero and he was invited to come back again. The young man was quite ardent in his attentions to Susanna that Terry wondered if it will be easier for him to proclaim his decision now, but Patrick was there.

Patrick was introduced to Susanna and he learnt from the conversation how Terry and the young woman met. Terry remembered that his father wanted to meet Mrs. Marlowe and Susanna that night and it was decided that Patrick would come along too. After seeing to Susanna's comfort, he departed for his read through, deciding to postpone his confrontation with Susanna.

"What was that scene all about, Diana?" Patrick asked his fiancée the moment Susanna was in her room and Terry left.

"Scene?"

"That young man, Terry? What kind of a relationship does he have with your daughter? He seems to be struggling from something."

The woman had the grace to blush, and finally told Patrick the whole story.

Patrick tutted and shook his head, " I can't believe you want to subject Susanna to someone who's forced to be with her, surely she deserves better than that?"

"She's lost her leg for him, Patrick, her career is over, no one will want her now…"

"No one? Diana, you saw the patients in Switzerland, remember? They were dancing! Dancing! And Susanna is walking even now, I saw her with her prosthesis, you have to bring her up instead of putting her down. Diana, you're her mother, help her!"

"You don't understand, she'll kill herself if she doesn't have him, just like her father…"

"Then she needs professional help if she thinks that way, Diana, she has to know how valuable life is, people are dying in this war, people who are sick are looking for a cure, and she wants to kill herself? You knew she had these thoughts, and you let it go? How could you be her enabler?"

Diana was crying now, "Do you hate me now, Patrick?" Patrick sighed and moved to embrace her, "No, Diana, we'll help her, I'm your family now."

"You don't have to worry about me anymore, mom." Susanna's voice came from the interior door that was open, she limped closer to her mother.

"Do you want me to go somewhere else?" Patrick asked the two women thinking they may need privacy.

"No, Uncle Patrick, please stay, I heard everything, you're our family now."

"Suzy, honey, I think that Terry…"

"No, mother, I know what you're going to tell me, you know that I went to Dr. Vanghetti today with Mike, right? I was so ashamed of myself when I got there, I complain a lot but he had patients who have lost both legs, patients who had no arms, yet they were getting on with their life. The doctor told me I could easily walk without crutches as soon as I'm able once he puts the new prosthesis on me. I was so happy, mother, and Mike was there and, and …he kissed me, oh mother, it's good to be kissed by someone who wants you! Terry never kissed me, you know, I've tried and tried and he never did. It's exhausting to love and wait for someone who won't love you back. I kept telling myself I would be Juliet and he was my Romeo, but it's not mom, Mike told me I was Helena to his Demetrius, and there is no Puck around to give him a potion to make him fall in love with me, she wanted someone who cannot love her back, and he was right."

"Oh, Susanna…you're not …you're not going to harm yourself anymore?" her mother asked.

Susanna shook her head. "I'm sorry for being so foolish in attempting that before."

"You must never do that, Susanna, I had a son who died at 16, let me tell you, there is no greater pain in this world than a parent to lose a child." Patrick said.

"You still want this dysfunctional family, Uncle Patrick?" Susanna asked, teasing him, and he laughed out loud.

"Oh, dear, Susanna, I was going to tell you, Candy was at the harbor earlier today, and she met Terry."

"I'm glad, mom, she saved my life you know…"

"I know, and I'm grateful to her for that, oh no, what about tonight? Terry is having us meet his father!"

"Let's call the theatre and leave a message, I'm sure he will get it, meanwhile, I have to call Mike and say yes."

"Say yes?"

"He's asked me to marry him!"