Great joy had been followed by an even greater sorrow. Jo-Eb sat there numb pushing his head into his hands. He was completely drained and had no desire to even try to climb out of this pit of depression. He could no longer fathom a reason for life. How would he now be able to carry on? How could such a tragedy trump all that had ever had any meaning in his life? Then a knock came at the door and a young lad was in need of help. He shoved his self-pity...