“Good morning, Mr. deFrame. How are we feeling this morning?” she asked brightly.Good Lord, they even talk that way here! “I don’t know,” I ...esponded. “I feel pretty good. How do you feel?” Why do they always talk in the plural? Or does the medical profession prefer to use the ‘Imperial’ we?Jenny just laughed. “I feel pretty good, too. I can tell you’re feeling feisty, as well. Over your jet lag? Good.” She kept up a light chatter, as she quickly and efficiently pulled out a whatchamacallit and. I tried my key and the padlock on the door opened easily and surprisingly quietly. Evidently these escape doors had to be maintained regularly by the cave. I stepped through the door and found myself standing on a small shelf. I had to be careful because my flashlight didn’t carry very far into the darkness, but then I saw familiar features and recognized exactly where I was. I was about fifty feet above the tour path on a small ledge that effectively hid the entrance and the steel. He made sure we had some little time for fun while we could. Jon, the oldest of us, was always serious, taking care we didn’t stray from our chores for too long or get in the way of nobles passing by. Mont, the middle, led the mule, who he always treated kindly, laden with flour to drop at the baker’s on the way to the river. I brought up the rear, with Puss always padding at my side, stopping to catch the odd mouse as we made our way through the dusty town. Regardless of our different. That we're actually kissing cousins now," my raven former boss explained."You're related?" I grinned at that revelation."Well, in the Assyrian community, at least out here, there are few enough people that it's a decent chance that we're all kith and kin to some extent, but yes, Sandra is a closer relative than I told you before. We are cousins," Ninve confessed, licking her chops at the incestuous aspect that they hadn't revealed before."Exactly how close is this affinity?" I asked, revealing.
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