Nurse Christine had found a real spring in her step from now on and had definitely found some optimism from the receipt of Janet's letter but she was sad that Peter had lost his grandfather and that she hadn't been there to support him. She had met and talked with him at the wedding and she thought what a nice man he was to have in the family, someone for Peter to look up to and to model himself on. She was amazed and proud at how her husband was now a ship's captain in such a short time. It was such a relief to her, now that she could allow herself to think of it, that Peter had survived all those years on the high seas and thankfully, he was safely back on dry land. Maybe all of his sailors had him to thank for being able to get through it all. They both were going to have many stories to tell each other for many years to come.
So much had happened for Peter since this very same nostalgic little trip recently in the horse and cart. It hardly seemed very long ago that he was travelling along the same track along the way to the Madison's farm to hopefully meet someone who might know where Christine could be and point him in the right direction. He was amazed how he felt that he could almost recognise every tree, every fence and gate until he eventually arrived at their front yard for the second time. Susan had seen him from the window and had rushed out excitedly into his arms hoping that he was the bearer of some good news about Christine. Her anticipation was soon foiled and then she cursed the storm and how it had wrecked all their plans she had hoped that every police station in the country could have had posters and information that could eventually link Peter and Christine together. "I've written to everyone I know but I haven't had any replies as yet but I'm still hoping." she said as she looked at him and hoped that he was still coping under all this stress. He hugged her tight as he was still amazed at the close resemblance that she had with his wife, at least it wasn't a huge shock for him this time.
Tully was at a total loss and he couldn't understand how this could all happen to us; "we didn't expect such a harsh and final penalty and now we had to start our journey all the way to Hope Valley." Adrian agreed as he thought now that there was nothing else that they could do. It hurt so much for the young man to reminisce with himself about the time when he had realised his dream of becoming a Mountie like his father. He had worked so hard through school and everybody knew that he had only one goal on his agenda. He would visit the fort with his father from time to time and all the men marvelled at how he could ride a horse from a young age and that he could shoot with a rifle. Sometimes his dad was away for weeks on end and his family knew that his job involved danger and he missed him so much. "I'm going to be just like him."
They would ride on and on quietly and carefully until the night would fall and, with a moonless night, they couldn't see their way any longer so they needed to camp somewhere for the night. They had a solid base of training from many experiences and they knew that the first job was always the welfare of their horses. They stayed well out of the way of towns and homesteads so that they didn't impose on anyone. They knew that they were well and truly on their own from now on. Tully wasn't very confident as he wondered what sort of a reception he was going to get from Judge Avery when the time would come, he knew that he was very angry by the time he left the cape and they knew in no uncertain manner where his anger was directed. Hopefully his anger may have subsided a little by now and maybe he might be a bit more receptive to his proposal when the time came. Adrian's welfare was uppermost in his mind and he didn't care much for what might happen to himself.
"I don't understand why I have to do this; everyone seems to have taken leave of their senses lately," muttered Virgil in his most frustrated manner. "They seem to have forgotten the many years of good service that these men put in here at Cape Fullarton and furthermore, they didn't ask for anything extra above their entitlement." He had made contact with stations as instructed along the direction between the cape and Hope Valley and if those men were sighted anywhere, then he was to be advised. He said how it was just a routine matter but he had his orders to report the sighting to Earl Grey in Union City. There was no information so far so Tully and Metcalfe could be anywhere and Virgil ruefully hoped that they were doing okay under the circumstances. He had leave coming up and he considered going to another location and putting in a good word for them so that they could return to the force somewhere in the future if at all possible.
"How are you two sinister hoodlums or should I say ruffians going, living high on the hog I see," grinned the constable as he visited their rooms. He could see that Nathan and Simon were bored out of their brains just sitting and waiting for their day of judgement in front of the magistrate. "I have a obtained at some degree of personal hardship, a couple of supporting statements from one of the passengers and the conductor so our, I mean your case looks quite solid from where I sit. I'm sorry that you have to sit and bide your time in here because you are probably really here for a reason but that will just have to wait. I have successfully avoided our Mr Monroe so far as he would be thinking that his statement only should be enough to see you two in trouble. He has only just set up his practice recently as I'm told, so apparently this is his first case that he has had to put before his father, the magistrate. I am expecting your case to be set for early in the morning so enjoy your stay here, you men of a hardened criminal nature and get a good night sleep, maybe dreaming of becoming gangsters in Chicago. Nathan and Simon bid him good evening and told him that he was not helping by enjoying this escapade so much. Nathan wasn't really concerned about facing the magistrate but the thought of having to explain it all to the captain back home, who had gone out of his way to demand that they don't get in any trouble in a place where they had no jurisdiction.
Susan was relieved to see that Peter didn't seem to be quite as stressed as he had been during their first meeting. They had a wonderful dinner and he was able to tell her about all the people that he had run into on his journey. "My goodness, you got there just when they were having the funeral for Judy, I remember her when Christine and I were there for a while as youngsters. Poor Judy, we ran her ragged and she was so frustrated when she could barely tell us apart. She still loved us even though she aged about ten years while we were there." Susan was sad for James and she was so glad that Peter had been there for him. She listened intently to the halting of the train and Doctor Carla and Emma and her little boy. Then there was the story about George Harris and his reunion with his father, "I can't believe that you did all this in such a short time Peter, you did a wonderful thing for Emma and it's going to be so good for James and Carla is going to look after George. Once you find Christine, I'm going to be busy and visit all these people who I've lost track with over the years.
This was going to be a long arduous journey and the frame of mind that these two men were in wasn't going to help much. It was warm conditions as they travelled through the day and both men were starting to feel the effects and becoming lightheaded. Tully realised that they had hardly eaten for about four days and this had been the last thing on their mind after their banishment from the force. They had no maps and they had done little preparation for their trip so they hoped that there would be a little town somewhere on the horizon especially for some hay or oats for the horses. They didn't care much for their own wellbeing but they knew that they had to provide for their horses or else they would be on foot for the rest of their way and things were already bad enough.
They knew that if they stuck to the road some sort of civilisation or a town would eventually show up and hopefully they could get some food and drink. They noticed a little creek with running water so the horses got a well-earned drink and the two men were able to fill their canteens. Usually, people could be fired from a job and they eventually would take it in their stride and start hunting for another after a while. Tully knew that he could survive after this disappointment because he was good with his hands and being able to help with repairs. He was not a happy man right now but he would be able to turn his hand to anything down the track when the time would come. He knew that this was not the same for Adrian. For him, this was like having your heritage taken away from you or even like a marriage break-up. It was like having your family tell you that you were no longer welcome and they just pointed to the door and escorted you off the property that you held so dear.
They plodded along quietly with nothing to talk about and eventually a sign said that Rainsford was five miles further down the road. It was the first and only sign that they had seen so it seemed like if you lived out here in the frontier, you had to know where you were. Tully was watching the desolate Adrian and it was heartbreaking for him to see the young man absolutely destroyed. He dearly hoped that Judge Avery would show some compassion for this youngster who didn't deserve this fate. He knew that he wouldn't be able to start his own life again until he helped restore Adrian's to his. It was still going to be a long way to get to Hope Valley.
Rainsford had a general store in its two street little town so they hoped that it wouldn't be too much trouble to get something to eat without imposing on anybody. They thought that these people living here would have far more important things to do without having to worry about any outsiders interfering with their day to day life. They strolled inside looking tired and weather-beaten from their travel and saw a lady sorting out a shelf and a man standing behind the counter. The lady immediately had a broad smile but the man was hesitant and reserved but he was still cordial with the strangers as they came inside. She could see in an instant that these two men had a heavy burden on their shoulders but she thought she could see an honest man when she saw one. She didn't want to be over-bearing but she was ready to help.
"We're sorry to impose on you folk like this but we could really do with some food because we haven't eaten for days and it's beginning to catch up with us." Tully had money out ready for her because they weren't looking for a free meal, "Whatever you charge ma'am is fine with us." She looked at Adrian and thought that he couldn't be much more than in his early twenties and he looked ever so sad. There were no chairs or tables to be had as the store was not anything like a café so, without asking her husband, she took them into the kitchen and made them some sandwiches. They had not realised how hungry they were and, despite their disposition, they were most thankful. They hadn't seen kindness like this for quite a while and they felt undeserving. The husband behind the counter had lightened up a little now that he didn't see Tully or Adrian to be a threat to anybody. "Sir, is there anywhere here where our horses could get some looking after because they need a break for a while and I think they would like a brush down and some feed."
It had been wonderful for Susan to catch up with Peter again but now it was next morning and she was sadly seeing him off to catch the train again. He had seemed to be happy enough but he couldn't fool her. She was as perceptive as was Christine and she noticed just every now and again in his eyes a gentle hint of self-doubt so, for his own sake, she hoped that this could be all over as soon as possible. She had remembered someone only last night after he had talked about Cassie having a six week stint at a hospital in the big city. "Peter, I should have mentioned before about a head nurse who was stationed in a hospital in Rosewater last we heard. We both knew her when she came once or twice to Clifton and she got to know my parents. Her name was Sonya Radcliffe and I remember how Christine was quite taken with her and she asked a lot of questions about the nursing profession. I remember my mother wrote in a letter how Sonya had got a major appointment somewhere near Masterton, but that was years ago." As Peter caught the train this time, he felt that he now had a very solid lead as he headed for the city of Masterton. A search of the maps that Susan had revealed that it was going to be a long journey and there was no guarantee that he would be able to find this lady but he wasn't deterred in the least. A sad Susan waved goodbye and headed for the post office on the way home.
"Do I need the handcuffs and leg irons for you two villains or are you going to behave," asked a very amused constable as they walked along to the nearby courthouse. "I don't want you to try and make a run for it." There were one or two curious eyes as they noticed the different uniforms on the two men who were marched to the constable's office the other day. Simon told the constable that if he ever showed his face in Union City, he would gladly find a spot for him in their jail cells if the banter persisted. "I wonder if Mr Monroe is in good humour this morning." wondered the bright and breezy constable. "To tell you the truth, I can't wait to find out."
Shortly, they were about to find out as they walked in through the main doors and along the corridor and into the courtroom. They all sat quietly in the back seats and waited until they were going to be called by the court officers. Young Mr Monroe hadn't seen them yet but Nathan could see that he looked like he was going to give them the, "you're in my playground now," look when he saw them. Everyone was instructed to stand for the entrance of Judge Phillip Monroe and it was then that the arrogant, self-assured lawyer son of his, stole a glance at his two contestants sitting in the rear. His confident manner soon turned to puzzlement as he noticed the prominent outstanding uniforms of Nathan and Simon. Stephen Monroe, not to be deterred, addressed his father the judge and made reference to his submitted report of the matter and felt that it was an open and shut case and nothing more was needed. He had heard about how there could be an argument or disagreement but it would always come down to what you could ultimately prove in court. Having your father as the judge was certainly an advantage as far as he was concerned. You could see the resemblance between father and son but it appeared that there was a vast difference in personality and credibility.
The father had been a judge for many years and knew how everything was to operate in his courtroom and he wasn't going to be hurried along or pressured by his son in any way. He had read his son's report the night before and from it, he could imagine two thugs on the train harassing a young man in a suit and bowtie but now he spied the two men in question sitting in the rear adorned with uniforms that carried responsibility and demanded a great deal of respect. He motioned to Nathan and Simon, "Good morning gentlemen, do you have any representation, please come forward." Nathan was about to respond but was interrupted by the young constable, "Sir, I can speak for these officers but, as you will see for yourself, they are capable of their own defence. I have their own extensive statement of what happened on the train which I would like to offer to you right now." The young Mr Monroe was outraged and hollered out that this was all out of order and that any story other than his own should be dismissed out of hand. The father in authority looked at his son over the top of his glasses, "Please sit down Mr Monroe, I will decide who and what is acceptable in my courtroom and having legal counsel raising their voices to me is not acceptable." He did not have to repeat himself. He put out his hand and asked for this new statement.
"I'm going to take some time to read this report but first I would like you two men to introduce yourselves to me and the court." Nathan liked this man who was sitting in a most powerful place because he looked him in the eye and he showed respect and compassion even for the defendants. "Sir, I am Senior Constable Nathan Grant stationed at Hope Valley and my companion here is Senior Constable Simon Morgan of the Union City police station. We have come a long way as instructed by our respective captains to try and locate someone to help reunite him with his wife back at Hope Valley." At no stage over the last few days had Nathan forgotten the reason why he was there in the first place. The judge thanked them and asked them to sit for a while to enable him to read and take in the particulars of this new transcript. The smile on his face had to be concealed as he already anticipated that the contents which already looked quite explicit, would probably differ markedly with what had been presented by his son.
This was not the first long walk that Virgil had taken while trying to clear his head and understand what had happened to his friends. He had been equally horrified at the discovery in the photographs and how it had led to the release of Fred Burns. He remembered how scathing Bill Avery had been and how some of that had rubbed off to some of the others but now the two men who had made an oversight had paid dearly for it. He was sure that many others, especially ones in authority, had made their own mistakes in the past but they hadn't seen the abrupt end of their career for their misdeed. There had been not even the slightest hint of leniency in the heart of Captain Bedford and that was starting to annoy Virgil intensely. It might cost him his career also but he wasn't far off from squaring off with his captain.
He wasn't happy at all that his friends had been removed from the garrison at not much more than a minute's notice as a result of the captain's instructions. He was also ready to have strong words with Judge Avery who he held partly responsible for the outcome. He was busying himself by pouring over maps showing places between the cape and the out of the way little town of Hope Valley. He wondered what frame of mind these outcast would have and the angrier he became. Some of the men could see his annoyance and they could see that it was justified. "I have to find these men soon and tell them that some of us still care deeply for them and we wish them well." He was thinking that Bill Avery should worry more about him rather than Tully or Adrian.
Every Mountie had a horse that they would look after and care for, one that always became their best friend and companion so they were pleased to find a little stable where the horses could rest for the night and recuperate. There wasn't a horse on earth that didn't like a rub down. Adrian saw to his horse and eventually saw what had to be a little church at the end of the street. The nice lady from the general store was most concerned about Adrian and, without pushing the issue, she tried to talk with him at the stable. She had introduced herself as Mrs Wallace and she and her husband had been here for some years and they were happy to live and work out here in the frontier. "Mrs Wallace, is the little church over there, is it open and could I possibly go over there and sit in there for a while." She could hardly hold herself back from crying every time this young man looked at her with his sad eyes, "It is always open for anybody and everybody, there's no lock on the door." He said thank you and wandered off slowly in the direction of the church. She thought that something has happened to this man recently and there was nobody to help him through the trauma that he was having to face on his own.
Judge Monroe finally completed his examination of Nathan's statement and he was clearly displeased at what he had been reading. Nathan had not seen any mirth in this right from the outset as he knew from the outset that it was going to come to this point. "I have read both documents that have been submitted and I find them to be vastly in contrast to each other, so much so that I must draw an obvious conclusion that someone here is not telling the truth and has submitted a false statement to the court which can ultimately draw jail time." Nathan was mildly surprised at the judge's reaction at seeing these documents that had been presented to the court, he seemed to know and understand exactly what was happening and now he was going to act upon them.
"Senior Constable Grant, I would like to ask of you, I know that you have our constable here to provide official representation but do you have others who you would be able to speak on your behalf if need be." Nathan stood in his place respectively and responded to this most unusual request, "Sir, I would refer you to Superintendent Mills and Captain Foster, both of Fort Clay, also, I would add Captain Edwards of Union City and Captain Bedford of Cape Fullarton. I would also add Judge Bill Avery of Hope Valley who would probably tell you to lock us up and throw away the key, oh, and I would add the extended family of the late Judge Tierney to this list."
The judge smiled and had to draw breath after listening to this most powerful line up. "This is very impressive and I can see that if I proceed, I could be very close to having to take on the entire police force and I am loathe to do such a thing, I know some of those people who you have just mentioned sir but I particularly seem to recall a story regarding a Lieutenant Foster from some years ago. He was responsible for investigating and systematically taking down an entire establishment and giving the board members no option but to resign in disgrace. Some of them are still behind bars courtesy of your Lieutenant Foster. His report was so extensive and precise that the army of lawyers that they had on hand were not able to dispute it or find fault with it."
His smile broadened as he waited for the constable who had just stood to make further reference. The young constable produced in evidence, the empty flask which still smelled of whisky. "Sir, if it pleases the court, I have some additional supporting statements for submission but there is one in particular that I would like to read if I may." He opened up an envelope and started to read, "To whomsoever it may concern, I recently travelled on the train from Ringwood to St. Pierre. I was in the company of a lady and a young child and I was helping them to relocate to live with relatives. I had the misfortune to witness a disgraceful act by a young man in a suit and bowtie. He had clearly been drinking alcohol for some time as I could detect from the flask that was in his possession. The abuse and obscenities that were coming from this man were a disgrace but when he hit the young lady who was sitting next to him, I prepared myself to intervene. Before I could, there were two men who removed him from his seat and placed him at the other end of the carriage against his will. It was handled in a professional manner and no injury was sustained by this poor excuse for a man. His pride may have been hurt but that was all. In all my years of service in the merchant navy, I never had to reprimand any of my sailors for such a weak act of aggression. I'm afraid sir, the parents of this individual are responsible and they should have taught him some lessons over his youth. I commend the actions of the two men aboard the train at that time. Thank you, I am Captain Peter Glover and I will swear to this statement in any court."
Nathan couldn't believe what he had just heard, his face turned white and he lost the use of his legs and slumped helplessly down in his chair. He couldn't move but he wanted to snatch that letter out of the constable's hand. This was supposed to be unacceptable behaviour in a judge's courtroom as everyone was standing before the court while the statement was being read. Judge Monroe was concerned as he could see the state that Nathan was in, "Senior Constable Grant, are you in pain?" Nathan put his head in his hands and groaned, "Sir, Captain Glover is the man we have travelled over a thousand miles to find and now we find out that he was right there with us on the train and we didn't know, sir, I think you can put us in a cell and throw away the key."
The judge asked Nathan about why Captain Glover was so special to attract such attention. Nathan tried to regain his composure as he replied, "Sir, this man has given many years of service as First Officer on one of our cargo vessels through some of the most difficult periods of this century. Many people in war torn countries owe their lives to him and his sailors and we are doing our level best to help him reunite with his wife who lives and works as a nurse with us in Hope Valley. This is the very least we could do for them. My goodness, we had him right there and we didn't know."
The judge had a steely look on his face but the smile was there that nobody could see, he had been admonished quite rightly by the sea captain in his letter and he accepted his comments completely. He recalled quietly a recent trip and a meeting that he had with his good friend Colonel Hayden from the army. "Give him to me for three years and I promise you that you will not know him when he returns. Judge Monroe without hesitation dismissed the charges against the two Mounties despite his son's vigorous protest and he wished them well. "I am about to deal with my son which is something that I can do without detaining you men any longer. I don't know how I can be of help but please don't hesitate to ask us in the future." The young Monroe stood with a sullen and defeated look and started to leave the courtroom. "Stephen Monroe, come back here and return to your place, I have not dismissed you yet." He motioned to the constable to ensure that his firm demand was adhered to. "Stephen, I am not going to bother asking you for an explanation because I am sure that, as per usual, I wouldn't get an honest and respectful answer, at this stage you are an embarrassment to our family and the business of striking a lady at any time is not acceptable in any community."
The father's comments had been long overdue after having been on the receiving end of the son's tirades as each year went by and not being able to do anything about it. "You have committed a criminal offence by deliberately submitting false documents to a magistrate in a court of law which, I assure you, is a complete disregard for what we stand for and this can incur significant incarceration. A privileged upbringing has been wasted upon you and I am now going to take steps to rectify the sorry situation. I want you to go back to your office and home and pack your things because I'm going to contact, after I'm finished here, a very good friend of mine who will take over much of your immediate future and long term direction. His name is Colonel Hayden and he is the commanding officer at the army establishment at Fort March. I hope you can learn the manners under his direction that the sea captain in his statement said that you needed. If you plan not to comply with my instructions I will issue an arrest warrant for you. Constable, please accompany Mr Monroe to his office and see that my directives are carried out.
The judge knew and had reflected for some time now that the expensive privileged upbringing that his son had received over many years had in fact been totally wasted. The older Stephen got, the less he listened and accepted his father's advice and guidelines and the introduction of the dreaded drink only exacerbated the sad and sorry situation. This was not a sad decision that the judge had made but he saw it as a chance to rehabilitate his son and have somebody make a man out of him before it was too late. The only sadness that he held was the fact that his son had thought that it was acceptable to hand in that ridiculous false statement and expect that it would be believed. His son now had a second chance at life and it was that sea captain and the two Mounties that he would ultimately have to give thanks to.
Susan was sure that Peter was now on the right track as she crossed the road and went along the footpath to the post office and ran into Ted behind the counter. "Good day to you Mrs Madison, you're looking well this fine day." She knew as usual that he was just buttering her up ready for the kill. She smiled at him waiting for the mandatory snide remark that she always expected. "I'm fine as well and thank you so much for asking," She was too busy wondering whether she needed anymore stamps as her supply had now been depleted. He waved an envelope in front of her. "I have a letter here for you, it came in yesterday. Why don't you clear you're mail on a daily basis like everyone else," he asked trying to conceal the wry smile that was coming on his face. This little joust was no different to any other day in their lives. "It might interest you, Ted that some of us have got work to do." He laughed, "When did you ever let work interfere with your social calendar?" By now she had opened the envelope and had started reading as she had seen the return address being Janet Glover at Ashford.
"Dear Susan, what an exciting surprise it was for me to get your letter recently and to find out that Peter had been there with you for a while. I will write to you later and fill you in with all the news but now I have important news for you for when you see Peter again. I received a phone call from a Captain Foster before the storm hit which completely disabled all our communications. He was looking for any information that I could provide to help try and find Captain Peter Glover. He said that his wife Christine lives and works as a nurse in Hope Valley and she is desperate to have him found and brought home."
There was more in the letter but by now her cheeky appearance had turned into horror. She let out a shriek and in desperation, to Ted's surprise, she hurried out of the Post Office and back to the railway station. She could see the train just pulling out of the station as it must have been delayed for some reason. She ran quickly up the ramp crying and in distress just as it was disappearing out of sight. She wanted to scream out Peter's name but the train was nearly out of sight by now. She sat down sobbing and looking totally helpless just as the two Mounties were heading her way. They were going to ask the station master or any staff if they recently remembered a tall man in a navy uniform. They couldn't believe what they just saw, "Simon, that's Christine sitting over there, I'm sure of it, how the devil did she get here?"
It was only a tiny stately little church because it didn't have to cater for a great deal of people in the district and it looked like it was built about a hundred years ago. They had a member of their wider community who would be their pastor from time to time and if necessary, at a Sunday service, some people may have to remain outside. Mrs Wallace wandered along with Adrian and she watched him open the door and disappear inside. It was a quaint little building and he could see that a great deal of love went into the construction. It had been here for a long time and would have seen people come and go over the years. He sat quietly and looked around and sometimes he just had his eyes closed hoping for an answer. He said not a word but he hoped that someone, somewhere could understand what he felt and how he was genuinely full of remorse. Mrs Wallace had sat outside and waited for him to eventually come out. She yearned to be able to tell him that whatever he was having to face, he was not alone and it was going to be alright in the end.
Susan was facing the wall and crying. "Christine, what's the matter and what are you doing here," asked Nathan as he put a gentle hand on her shoulder. She turned around and looked at Nathan through the tears in her eyes. It took a while but finally Nathan could see, "No, you're not Christine after all, but goodness me, I have to say, you look just like her. I'm sorry for the mistake but why are you crying miss?" Susan wasn't concentrating because she was still focussed on the train which had just departed and she could do nothing about it. "You called me Christine, you're the second person in the last few weeks to do that. I have a cousin whose name is Christine and I have just found out where she is." She started to sob again, "and now it's all messed up."
Nathan smiled at her and squeezed her hand, "I know exactly what you mean, we have come a million miles to find Christine's husband and he was with us on the train and we didn't even know. We are supposed to be the police and we seem to be the last to know anything." Susan grabbed Nathan's arm, "you know my cousin? How is she? She must be frantic by now. Peter has been here twice with his list of Pennington's to see. He's not losing hope of finding her but I can see that it is getting hard for him." It was time now that they got around to intruding themselves and start to fill in some details with each other, "I'm Nathan Grant and my good friend here is Simon Morgan, we were both sent here in this direction to start to try and find Captain Glover because of the storm damage.
That dam storm totally ruined our progress and we thought that we couldn't wait any longer or we might lose him completely. We reckon that we have covered every base just in case he lost hope and planned as a last option to return to sea duty." Susan piped in, "that is never going to be in his mind at all, I can see that even if it took years, he will not stop until he finds her. It should be a big help now that I know where she is, I can't wait to write to her." Nathan was curious, "Susan, did he make the same mistake that I did and think that you were Christine when he first saw you?" She nodded sadly remembering how he nearly collapsed on the floor. Nathan added, "It must have been heartbreaking for him and I know what that is like, I have had my heart broken before."