After a few hours Gabby switched the television off and placed the remote control gently to her side. She kept her movements slow as Mary was sleeping curled into Gabby's shoulder. Gabby looked down and saw wayward hairs dropping across her friend's face so using a finger Gabby swept them clear. Mary's face, though still now, showed the ravages of emotions over the last hours watching news reports from around the world. That an overwhelming attack was underway was clear but Gabby sensed that in each report from government or military agencies the air of utter confusion was fogging any proper response. Gabby shook her head slightly. She knew the picture she was seeing being laid out by the media was a small one and if the media did anything these days it was to shock and encourage feelings
