..."Understand this Mrs. Hopson. We know how you got pregnant. We know it wasn't you and your husband's cojoining. We know that based on DNA we've already taken from you and your named offspring, Meredith. And we know too that it wasn't from you being adulterous. Even you have said to many of your friends, "I'm forty-four years old. Going through the change. How can I possibly be pregnant?". How, indeed. Yes, we've been keeping listening ears. No doubt about it. And your Christian friends have been more than willing to help your Federal Government out. A shame really. I knew some Apostolic/Pentecostal families and they would not have provided us one single word of information back in the day. But times have changed, yes? But given the article your family had in the "Indianapolis Recorder" of your eleven offspring brought your family to the strong behest of the federal organization which I am employed. I started looking into your family and found it...well...fascinating, to say the least."
"I'm really not trying to be rude or anything else. Believe me. Having a child a little over three hours ago. And I still haven't witnessed my child. Or my other child, Chauncey. Could I please witness them before we continue to talk? Mister...?"
"Child. Special Agent Manover Child believe it or not. And of course, Mrs. Hopson. Please forgive me. I was, I guess...filling the time as it were. The two handsome youths should be provided shortly."...
(Peace! More to come...)
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