Sometimes we tend to look for more than there is in the story. Is't it a pity that we can not accept that few things could in fact be in black and white. Or have we become too colorful & knowledgeable to even consider it? Maybe there is no such thing as straight, clear, 'black & white', maybe.... but can we not even empathize with someone in enormous emotional distress? Perhaps we have become so PRACTICAL that we need to doubt anything and everything. I wonder if it hurts if we give a symbolic hand for the fallen one instead of saying " she fell, cause she walked'. A point to ponder. IndisGuise:)