There were two sets of twins, and one set of triplets. Rebecca was now twenty-seven, and Hank was fifty-five. When Precious turned twelve, Hank began ...o breed her also. She had three babies of her own. Rebecca’s next three children after Precious were boys, so he had to wait until Hope was twelve until he could start impregnating another girl. There were twenty-eight children in the house, seventeen girls, and eleven boys. Hank had stopped trying to home school them when the teacher he had. It was about fifteen miles from the pier to the CBD (Central Business District; a.k.a. downtown), and I was flying it at about eight hundred feet and 30 mph, to let people see me reasonably clearly and to give time for word to get out so I wouldn't have to hang around the CBD waiting for the news organizations to get their people aloft.It took a surprisingly short time for them to react, as I saw the first two helicopters coming my way only ten minutes after I'd taken flight. They were rapidly. Andy was rummaging through Jeff's clothes trying to find something that would fit him better.Lauren kept looking at me, wondering what was going on. I had told her that I wanted to wait until everyone was together before we spoke."You look like hell, Mom," she said. "Where's Dale? I know he's important to the company he works for but if there's a family emergency, he should be here." She looked at me and then to Mindy who turned away from her."Oh, shit," gasped Lauren. "He's the cause of all of. But cutting off all air.I struggled and huffed and puffed until I felt myself growing faint. Suddenly she seemed to realize what was happening. Her hands relaxed and she turned my face upward. I gulped in fresh air gratefully.She said, "Sorry, sugar, guess mama just got "carrot" away. Come on, now, poke me with yore broom handle."Slowly I began moving, generating a pathetic fucking motion but managing some friction between us. If it hadn't been for the brick wall, I would never have been able.