12:14

“Get it? Get it? Star Wars, Luke, Darth Vader: ‘Luke, I am your Father!” The looks on everyone’s faces threatened to send the beaver into spasms and as he visible tried to control himself Edward murmured “Hmmmmmm, I think I see a bit of the puzzle previously obscured. Yes, I believe I do.”

“Beaver. You’ve had you little joke. Now please inform me why this gentleman is here. And you, sir, come in, come in. No use hulking in the shadows like some sort of phantom. Its all about shining a light now and it will be easier on everyone if you stepped in and let you daughter fetch you a beverage.”

“Caroline? Why don’t you step into the kitchen and collect yourself and get our new guest something to quench his thirst.”

Edward shifted to the center of the small room as the tall weatherbeaten man stepped in and sat in the wicker chair with a creak. “May I ask you name sir? Perhaps introductions all around.”

The man grimaced and his eyes darted around the room. Eventually he let out a sigh and grunted, “Moskevitch, Jason Moskevitch. And I don’t know none of you all except that beaver and Carrie. Not sure if I really do want to know. Things are fine as is, no use cocking them up I says.”

The beaver looked sadly at the tall man in the ratty chair and shook his head. “Sorry dude, no can do. It’s almost time for the big reveal and we’ve run out of sand for us to stick our head in. Buck up, it won’t hurt ‘but a might’.”