.. turningbriefly and waving at us for some inexplicable reason. The doors closed asshe stepped inside and we were alone on the station as the announc...ement cameover the loudspeakers, full of ear-grating feedback, "Last train leavingnow."As we turned to the tube train, the doors were closing and, as theannouncement said, it started to move of slowly, quickly gathering speed.Now that we were, if only temporarily, alone, I turned to her, "What on earthhas happened?", I almost screamed at her,. Switching to the right pit, and doing the same, he flashed a slight smile at me. We were both already down to boxers—ya I usually brought some on the road. I could see he was already getting boned up. Typically, he shouldn't expect nothing less than the way it had always been—rough and to the point. Funny how he was getting a boner if that was what he was thinking—did he actually like that shit ?Moving down with my tongue now to his belly, I circled each ab muscle, much to his delight, then. "I've been thinking," she said, "wouldn't it be a nice thing to have Hannah's funeral back at the caves? That's where all her children and grandchildren are after all. And besides, if we go too, all of the remaining original twins would then be back together."Ben didn't even have to consider her suggestion, it made absolute sense."Of course, if I'd have been thinking properly I would have suggested it myself. Listen, you're not going to believe what I've just discovered," he added."What?" asked. "Much as you said it would be," Nathan replied. "I don't know that I sawanyone there younger than Timothy, and maybe only one or two kids intheir teens at all." Was it a small group?" I asked."I don't know for sure; more than 20, maybe 30." In that little office? Where did Bobbye put them all?" They didn't actually meet in her office. That's where we went at first,but it was closed. They gathered in that AIDS building that adjoins heroffice." How old were most of them?" Twenties and thirties on.