Holly, its Sam, Julie said, her voice frantic. Please no, not again. Please not another one, please be alive, Holly thought. Hes been in a wreck, Juli... cried. No, please dont say it, please be a dream, she thought. Hes in Miami in the hospital, Julie got out. Her heart pounding, slight relief that another family member hadnt tragically died washed over her. Hes, hes here? Yes. He was in a bad wreck, he was drinking. I dont even know what he was doing down there. I got a call from the police. ”He kept watching her and let a half smile show. She might have been an expert at tossing grenades, but he would always know how to outwait her. He was sprawled across rumpled sheets, wearing dark boxer briefs with his head and shoulders propped halfway up on a wedge of pillows. He had a splayed open paperback in his hands called The Girl with Curious Hair.Since the blizzard, the house had felt cloaked in a shroud of unspoken awareness of the other’s constant presence, even if one of them. She was wearing her short nighty, as if she were about to go to bed. Debbie sat next to her son on the couch."You look so worried," she observed with a grin."Well aren't you mad with me?" Justin asked apprehensively."Of course not, why?" his mother asked him disbelievingly. Justin was very nervous and swallowed hard before he answered."Well we're mother and son, and I seduced you," he told his mother. Debbie giggled a little."Oh, you think I'm upset about us being mother and son?" Debbie asked. But, why wouldn't they have made themselves known to the wider galaxy by now?" Well," Luke began, "I have been searching for references involving Jedi protocol for something like this, that is, a contingency plan to rebuild the order in secret in times of great danger. And from what little I have been able to piece together, it appears that in these situations, the protocol is to wait until the correct encoded signal is sent or, barring that, to receive personal codes of at least three members.