"No one else..." I trailed off, not knowing as to how I should proceed with the question.

"He had never told anyone. And I don't think he ever will." My eyes widened further. "You seem like someone he trusts. I needed to tell this to someone. A man of my age needs to pa.s.s down knowledge to someone, don't they?" he joked. I laughed with him. He looked like he was in his sixties, but I couldn't be sure. If he was supposed to have a son who has Anthony's age... even then, he could be a lot younger. But he did look over sixty.

"He'd never let me use his special nickname, Doctor." He shook his head and then looked me right in the eye.

"You won't know until you try," he advised, sagely. "You are familiar with his anger-" he snickered, again. "-so you won't have to worry about a little heated conversation that may or may not occur when you utter the forbidden name." I nodded, amused and excited at the prospect of getting to know him more than anyone else. This would be extremely entertaining.

"Thanks for the wicked ideas," I shot back, teasing. He winked at me and then all of a sudden sat more seriously than he was before. That was when I heard the door open and turned to see Anthony walking towards us with a huge bowl in his hands.

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