A sunny afternoon, no shooting stars this time, after hours of tension there was a screaming kid; messy fluids, hospital smells, bright lights, every ...unce of romance filtered away by the air conditioning; and among all that another moment of magic.They brought the baby to her, let her hold him and put him to that same breast I’d fondled in the night those years ago.I remember standing near the door, not quite stopping anyone from coming in, not exactly guarding the entrance but making the. It wasn't infallible, but it did work. Now, as he reached out, he realized that he and Sensei weren't the only ones in the building. There were four others.He opened his eyes and looked at Sensei who still had his closed."Correct," said Sensei, "we are not alone."He opened his eyes and looked at Ken, then leaned forward and opened the box. There was a black belt inside of it, and Ken immediate knew what this was about."This has been yours for a long time," said Sensei. "You are the most skilled. We encourage them. Swimming is good exercise and I enjoy watching them together. I never cease to be pleased by how well the two of them get along when they’re together. Unlike most siblings, they almost never fight.They came down an hour and a half later in their swimming suits. I hate the suits they wear. Even Jeff has a problem with them so I know it isn’t just my uptight genes at work.Sara’s bikini would probably be illegal on any beach in this state. As if that wasn’t bad enough, Seth. She smiled and handed me a fresh new bulb. I proffered a wink in her direction as I took the light bulb from her slender fingers.Cleo was Asian, and she had a deep olive skin tone and huge brown oval eyes, that belied explanation. She had her jet-black hair, pulled back in a ponytail, and tied in place with a yellow band. She rapidly battered her eyes as she watched me replacing the light bulb. I was immediately infatuated with her beauty and her easy-going mannerisms.As I was replacing the.