I wondered how she could get to work after a tiring night between her son and husband. I remembered the night events. I just jumped in bed and looked ...t my siblings in a deep sleep. I turned towards the room in which my father slept, and the light was switched off. I am not sure if he has already left for work or is sleeping. As I was getting back to bed, my sight fell on a piece of crumpled cloth on the shelf beside me. I looked at it keenly, taking a closer look with my eyes. It was my mom’s. My brothers and I still played capture games a lot, but now it was three against one. I would hide in the barn or in the corn fields and they would try to catch me. Somehow, they always did. And as I got older, the tingling between my legs got more and more intense when they did.One day, when I had just turned sixteen, my mom walked into the barn to discover me tied to a rafter with my hands above my head and my brothers tickling me with feathers. She might not have gotten so upset if I had. "As long as they are grounded here and not allowed to wander the lanes of human space traffic, the rest of humanity is safe again. Awanil serves its greater purpose for the sake of humankind. All you have to do is throw these people to the native predators and the balance of the universe will be restored. Problem solving makes me hungry, let's eat."Fayta looked at him. Gavril noticed a hint of wonder on her face, dismissing it without any further thought. She quickly hid her thoughts and stood. It’s a hoot, when I think about it. I never imagined I’d be part of academic research, although now that I look at it, I could be the subject of a paper about how kids go wrong. Now we have coffee with one or the other researchers once a week to compare notes.They’re ‘uncles’ to the kids. Little JW or Elise or Stoney or Kathy will lead the herd when Doctor Stanton shows up with a new test, cleverly disguised as a toy or a game, looking at motor skills and problem-solving capabilities and.