"The..." Gabe paused for emphasis, putting a lilt in his voice, "brudders?"
Like he and Liam, brothers tight as anything, close as twins and yet not. He remembered the brothers, all right. Pair of buffoons, as his brother had called them, their souls his, but sent off to the outside world to do only Liam knew what. Yet they belonged in a way to Gabe, too, had been altar boys for him more than once, in their youth.