We can start itsoon, Mother looked at me and there was a pain on her face. Her looks showedthat she knew everything. When I finished my dinner Diya ca...e after bathwearing a silken nighty that bought the day. She had perfumed and the fragrance was maddening. Oh! Looking like a star! I made a commentwhich was not usual and she blushed. Iwas restless and could not see a chance to get her alone. When it was the timeto sleep, mom told Diya to change my bed sheet. She did it and when came out Iasked. See what you hear."Fred was first to speak. "I hear the birds in the trees but nothing else. The only WEnet is us. Nothing. We are not connected to the whole!"Mary yelled, "FRAN HELP ME PLEASE!!" Mary let go," Fran answered. "You are still here in me and in the others present in this group. Even if it was just me, you made us big enough for both of us. Tom, you planned this. You took us here so we would know what it might be like in deep space if the internet failed. Mary had to know. You are. " You're joking! Did she make these up?" No, she showed us one of her sources - some Victorian wrote a book, which got her interested in the whole thing. She spends a lot of her time looking at old Parish Records and Jury Rolls, things like that. She had made some overhead projector slides from some Baptism Registers, and the old copperplate handwriting was beautiful! Some of the names were really cruel, a man named Humiliation Hynde gave BOTH of his sons the same name, and there were. Vadya pulled his purple velvet jacket off and his grey silk shirt over his head, letting them drop on the floor. ‘I had a nice chat with Dame Lisette Piria,’ he said. ‘Yes, I noticed,’ Tashka said coldly. ‘You danced three dances with her.’ ‘We were talking about Hyaline’s pottery,’ Vadya said, sitting down to tug his boots off. ‘She said …’ suddenly he lifted his head and looked up at Tashka. She pouted grumpily at him, her rose-petal lip pushed out and her slanted blue eyes narrowed up in.