Have you ever held hands with a dead person? Have you ever touched cheeks stony, cold and almost wax-life? Have you ever stroked an unyielding face desperately hoping that the warmth from your fingers would pass through? Have you ever run your hands down closed eyelids hoping they would suddenly open and - even if had to be for the very last time - see you once again? Have you ever put your head down on a chest and lay there searching for a heartbeat almost as if your existence depended upon your finding it?