One thing that follows from growing up under a family that was (in retrospect, quite conspicuously) doing work of a confidential nature is that when the extraordinary occurs, one has to look quite closely at it to see if a meddlesome game's afoot. I'm certain that I've puzzled more than one angel during my journey. The journey itself, you see, was an extraordinary thing, and a bit sui generis.
"God bless the child that's got his own."