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"No, I don't. Please answer the question," he answers solemnly.

"123. I can count, Grace."

"118," he blurts out back.

Grace's eyes are wild and wide, gripping the edge of the table with white knuckles. They stare at each other in silence. Grace watches as Simon's eyes slowly widen in realisation.

"You don't know about the 5 others?" Simon asks, stunned, already knowing the answer.

"We didn’t know there were 5 others!" Grace wheezes back, now fully losing his mind.

He launches himself off his chair to throw himself in Simon's direction, startling him. He has to make a conscious effort not to pull away on instinct. Grace cups his face in his hands.

"Are they stable? Do you know them? Can you tell us about them?" he asks, frantically.

"Yes, yes and yes, of course I can. I went to school."

"Simon, this is going to change everything!" he beams, euphoric.

"I doubt it since it didn't really change things for us but if you say so," Simon says, sceptical but nevertheless happy.

"Oh, it's going to, trust me!" he assures, staring deep into his eyes.

They are burning with such passion that it leaves Simon in awe. Is it possible to love something so much that it sets your heart ablaze? He wants to experience this.

"I need to call Rocky immediately and you're going to tell us everything!" Grace continues, letting go of him to run to the phone.

"Wait, right now?" he asks. That wasn't planned.

"Right now!" he declares excitedly from the other side of the room.