I, like a many people, was severly disappointed by Terry's latest twist of the screws. How could he play with our heads like he was mindlessly turning a matchbox over in his hand?

Then it occured to me to think back, as the man said himself, to the last time I was outraged by an issue of SiP. It was at the introduction of Francine's daughter! He, himself, mentions her appearence in his message to this board. It's brilliant if you think about it: All that we've been shown since that revelation - and sitting at Francine's kitchen table, and her walk on the hotel grounds - has been Ashley's version of what has happened. What really happen in the past is yet to come

It is fiction because it is fiction. And sometimes life is like turning a match box over in your hand. Bravo, Terry. You would make a great mystery writer.