"Yes, he was one of us. He was killed by this man who can kill you by making you suffer a heart attack," she said with a sigh. "October 15." She was never going to forget that.
"The twins? What are their names? How old are they?" she asked, because talking about this was better than talking about death.
"No, you aren't, but-" She shook her head. "Nevermind. Maybe it's just me." She didn't think it was as easy as she was saying, but she wasn't going to argue about it, since it might really be easier for Tyra, considering the way she looked.