"Do you fancy a smoke?" Tom asked, as we drove home, "no regular tobacco," he said when I looked at him."Sure," I said, I don't often, but tonight I d...idn't fancy going home just yet. Tom pulled into a quite parking area and dug out his pack of cigarettes. We sat in total darkness with just our glowing tips lighting up the interior of his car. It was a warm evening so my Jean jacket was removed and thrown into the back."It's a shame that it's too dark," Tom said, chuckling."Why?" I said not. At least now I have some cover when someone comes. I was trying to think about what to do next when I heard footsteps approaching the lab and ducked under a desk. It’s Ms. Joyce and she’s alone. When she saw the Professor she quickly dropped to her knees beside him. I can see by the shock on her face she knows he’s been dead for awhile. She put her arms around him and hugged him to her. With her face buried against him I heard a muffled, ‘Oh dear Uncle Ben, forgive me for not being here when. In truth, I suspected both James and I were silently wishing that one or the other was not to be involved, but it was far too late for that!Even tonight we attempted to separate the battling twosome, as we drove to the Whitney estate with James driving and Uncle Wally seated next to him, and Siobhan riding behind with me. Even at this Siobhan bridled, declaring it improper that the Irish ever be behind an Englishman, to which Uncle Wally answered that he was simply espousing Professor Darwin’s. Just then the phone rang. Lora trying to catch her breathe reached for it answering in a short of breathe way. All I heard was Lora's voice as she said " Hello, Oh yes I was just working out, Oh yes, he couldn't be any better then he was last night, Oh it's a joy to have him here with me, [ as I started licking her love nub again ] OH, he didn't do any thing, wrong, he did, everything, oh so well, I have to go. talk, soon bye." coming as she hung the phone up. Lora grabbed my hair pulling me up.