He smiled and lit a fire in the fireplace. Once the fire was lit, he sat back in his chair and stared into it. He remembered the pain he'd felt when he lost his family. By now, he'd shed all the tears he could for the loss and he hated seeing the pain of loss on the face of another. He wished he could help her more than he he was but he knew he couldn't. He had done the best he could for her.