"Kirk sat, examining his nails. McCoy was stretched out on the bed. Spockstood at the window, his hands clenched behind his back as he stared atthe st...eet below."I hate this," Kirk finally said. "They were hiding something." They couldn't stop smirking when they talked about this contact they'dmade," McCoy said. "A bunch of little boys with a big secret." If they had a tree house, we wouldn't be allowed there either." Perhaps there are ways we can still assist them," Spock said withoutturning. " She laughed as Bess dragged up another rich length and cut it in half. The hair sprang back and curled tightly, and old slave took a deep breath and worked quickly around Anne' s head, pulling out handfuls between her strong fingers and lopping them off along her knuckles.In ten minutes, it was done. The young woman's Titian curls now hung to her shoulders instead of halfway down her back. Ringlets dangled before her ears, and she recalled André playing with her hair as he stretched them out.. It was painful walking to school, my briefcase strategically placed to avoid embarrassment. Classes were a blur, and I wasnt hanging around one single moment after the final bell. Passing the florists, I availed myself of the biggest bunch of flowers on display. The car in the driveway was as I expected: spotlessly clean at the back, grubby still at the front, the remnants of a bucket of suds and sponge close by. And little progress appeared to have been made on our neighbours rendering. Oh I. . what device? What had I been thinking about?I took a few more moments to collect myself, knowing that I might not have the luxury to do so in the future.I called out, “Adam, how am I doing?”Adam’s response was, “Your readings have returned to normal.”I supposed that was a good thing. I returned to the matter at hand.I then had a thought, “Adam, I don’t suppose you could help me here, could you?”Surprisingly, Adam responded, “What is it you need help with?”Well, I said, “Could you tell me what.