Seven-thirty on the dot, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it. James was about my height, with a slight paunch around the middle. I gue...s they call that middle age spread. He seemed fit until you saw him walk. He walked flat footed; there was no spring in his step. I hadn't really noticed that the other night and I wondered if I was going to have to resort to fists before the evening was over."Mr. Hughes, I understand that you have something to say to me face to face." Yes, I do,. As expected she loved every bit of everything. She also ate every bit of everything I got for her and had her eyes on my taco which forced me to move it beyond her reach. She giggled. I loved her giggle. As we ate I asked her the questions on the concussion check sheet and she answered everything correctly, well except for the Regis Philbin answer to a question about a signer of the declaration of independence. She was grinning when she did and after answering the next question correctly I told. What did Michiko say?”“Her name is Sayuri. She’s a Japanese student at the Macquarie Centre. They’ve not met her, yet.” [“The Centre promotes ‘Intercultural Language Learning’, in support of the current direction of language teaching in Australian schools...”]“What does that mean?”“Sayuri? Lily. Anyway, Al volunteered to mentor a new student ... he did that last year, too. Anyway, Sayuri apparently picked him because his profile said he was half-Japanese. And they’ve been together in some sense. Molly put two and two together, along with some medical details, to determine that Corwin was unquestionably pregnant with my child, or children. She couldn’t find out those specific details. I needed to get my Darren passport and pack for spring-like temperatures, but also have some heavier weight clothes just in case of unexpectedly cold weather.It seems that I also had some form of new all-security-access, highest-world-level access in the world, card waiting in my secret printer. This one.