The men around me are not themselves these days, but I have no time to worry about the three of them. I've got more important things to do than that, and the first on the list is to talk with my parents. It is certain that they no longer remember that Felix had died before all of this, as we all went back through time. The only ones who know about him coming back to life are Felix and me, but I can still ask them about the 'family tradition' that they told him. I still believe that was a lie, as I had never heard such a thing when I was little. My mother had never had to go on a vacation with my father's family alone.