But I want you to think of your future. Be the best person you’re capable of becoming.”“So that is my choice,” Manjula said. “To be a doctor...in Sri Lanka, or a quant or whatever abroad.”“To be a doctor, or not to be,” Tony half-muttered. “That is the question.”As it happened, Manjula had studied Shakespeare too.“Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of Sri Lankan poverty,” she quipped, “or to fill out immigration forms to flee a sea of troubles.”Tony started to laugh.. Only they didn't make it. The ones that survived the archers six deadly dark clouds, fell into the first trench with both man and horse being impaled on the sharp pikes lodged in the bottom of the dugouts. Many dozens were able to jump the first trench only to be impaled on the second. Very few made it past the third where men were waiting with spears and swords plus the archers raining arrows upon them. The serfs, with no fighting skills, were waiting to run out to assist any of the fallen. Then after an explosion of orgasmic energy, Joey and I sat up blinking as the twins sunk down into a deep sleep."Are you okay?" Suzi desperately asked."I think I'm still me... " I said."Me too," Joey said. "Shit, Tim. What the hell was that all about? And how come we're not zombies?" I don't know. But did you feel how bad they needed to do it? I don't think they could help themselves. I wonder if they will do it again." Man, I hope so... Oh my God."Joey and I looked at each other realizing the. "I'm not sure there's much we can do." Your turn. Tell me about your day."I told her about Beazley and the reporter. "Where's Patrick?" Reading." Reading? Did I miss something?" He calls it reading. He's in the playpen and recites a story while turning pages. He gets the first 'Ant and Bee' right most of the time." Our boy genius!" I need to look at your arm." I took off my shirt and Weena examined the angry-looking swathe. "You've overdone it." I guess so. I wore the sling most of the time.".