I cannot stay here,” Raanciel said and walked up to his brother and stared up at his towering form. “Isekocaan, you are the only one that truly ca...es about me.” Raanciel turned his head away from his brother with a frown. “It pains me to leave your side but I cannot stay here. I cannot take the whispers and glares and I cannot take mother and father constantly badgering me. There is so much animosity I can take from my own family--” Raanciel took a sharp intake of breath. He felt tears welling. ”“Hello, is this the Sheriff’s Office?”“Yes. What can I do for you?”“I’m calling to report ‘bout my neighbor Virgil Smith ... He’s hidin’ marijuana inside his firewood! Don’t quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he’s hidin’ it there.”“Thank you very much for the call, sir.”The next day, the Sheriff’s Deputies descend on Virgil’s house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and. She walked over to the loveseat and sat down. Not having room for both of us, Bob sat next to her. I took the seat that was directly facing the loveseat and would allow me to see what was happening and stop it if it got out of hand.Bob put his hand on Christine’s knee, rubbing gently in circles.“Are you ok?” he asked and she whispered softly, “Yes” and looked over at me.“Do you mind if I kiss you?” Bob then asked.Christine looked over at me as if asking for permission. I just looked back at. "T'Pau stared at him with rapt attention."His grandparents didn't have such problem with it. They allowed him to disassemble and reassemble the thing as much as he liked – until one day, when he was zapped so hard he peed his pants. Guess what, he never did that again and found himself something less electric to tinker with." I see the logic," T'Pau admitted. "Letting someone make the bad experience is more effective than just an unexplained prohibition." Now you got it," Charles said with a.