Frigate smiled and nodded. But his expression showed that his recollection was faulty.
“Then there was that time we took a trip to St. Louis with Al Everhard and Jack Dirkman and Dan Doobin. Al’s cousin got some dates for us; they were nurses, remember? We drove out to the cemetery-what was it called?”
“Damned if I remember,” Pete said.
“Yes, but I’ll bet you haven’t forgotten how you and that nurse stripped and you were chasing her around the cemetery and you jumped over a tombstone and fell smack into a wreath and got all torn up from the thorns and roses! Bet you haven’t forgotten that!”
Frigate grinned embarrassedly. “How could I?”
“It sure took the wind out of your sails! And everything else! Haw, haw!”
There was more reminiscence. After a while, the talk turned to their reactions on awakening along the banks of The River. The others joined in then, since this was a favorite topic. That day had been so frightening, so awe-inspiring, so alien that no one would ever forget that. The horror, the panic, and confusion were still with them. Burton sometimes wondered if people were still talking so much about that experience because the recapitulation was a form of therapy. They hoped to rid themselves of the trauma by a verbal discharge.
There was a general agreement that everybody had acted somewhat silly that day.
“I remember how absurdly formal and dignified I was,” Alice said. “Not that I was the only one. However, most people were hysterical. We were all in great shock. The wonder is that nobody died of a heart attack. You’d think that waking up in this strange place after you’d died would be enough to kill you again-at once.”
Monat said, “Perhaps, just before resurrection, our anonymous benefactors injected some sort of drug into us that eased the impact of the shock. Also, the dreamgum we found in our grails may have acted as a sort of postoperative anesthesia. Though I must say that its effect caused some terribly savage behavior.”
Alice looked at Burton then. Even after all these years, she still blushed at the memory. All their social inhibitions had been stripped off for a few hours, and they had acted as if they were minks whose sole diet was Spanish fly. Or as if their secret fantasies had taken control.
The conversation then centered on the Arcturan. Previously, despite his warm manner, he had encountered the standoffishness he met everywhere at first from strangers. His obvious nonhuman origin made them shy or caused repulsion.
Now they questioned him about his life on his native planet and his experience on Earth. A few had heard tales of how the Arcturans had been forced to slay almost all the people on Earth. No one present, however, except Frigate, had been living when the Arcturans’ ship had arrived on Earth.
Burton said, “You know, that is peculiar, though I suppose it’s to be expected. There were, according to Pete, eight billion people living in 2008 a.d. Yet, aside from Monat and Frigate here, and one other person, I’ve never met anyone who lived then. Did any of you?”
Nobody had. In fact, the only locals who had lived past the seventies of the twentieth century were Owain and a woman. She had died in 1982; he, in 1981.
Burton shook his head. “There must be at least thirty-six billion along The River. The biggest majority should be those who lived between 1983-I choose that date because I’ve met only three who lived past it-those who lived between 1983 and 2008. Yet, where are they?”
“Maybe there are some at the next grailstone,” Frigate said. “After all, Dick, nobody’s taken a census. What’s more, nobody is able to do that. You pass hundreds of thousands every day, but how many do you get to talk to? A few dozen a day. Sooner or later you’re bound to run into one.”
They speculated for a while about why and how they had been resurrected and who could have done it. They also talked about why the growth of facial hair in men was inhibited, why all males had awakened circumcised, and why women had their hymens restored before resurrection. As for not needing to shave, half the men thought it a good thing while the other half resented not being able to grow moustaches and beards.