" I was tingling all over. I stepped off the patio and walked around the yard, feeling sun and wind on my body. Then, on an impulse, I took a few hops...and did a cart wheel.I'd had a few gymnastics lessons, though I was too afraid to compete or do anything fancy. At one time I'd been able to walk on my hands, and I wondered if I still could.I wasn't very good at it, but I managed to get upside down for a few moments anyway, then I started to fall over backwards. Remembering my training, I ducked. When I signed that nondisclosure agreement all those years ago, I knew I was making a lifelong promise to keep my mouth shut and I keep my promises. I'm just... suggesting... that maybe Amy would like to know that her mom isn't six feet under like you've been saying her entire life? Especially now that the only mom she's ever had has left her, that's all." You know what, Doc?" George spat. "Keep your fucking opinions to yourself."With that, George stormed out of the office and nearly forgot to. "Our champion failed to fight and we are shamed!" Cooper shouted through the translator. A series of clicks, hisses and growls emitted from the medallion on his chest. "Will you allow us to send another?"The colonists stared at each other and murmured in indignation. The natives hissed and growled among themselves. Finally, one with yellowed, scarred, scaly flesh replied."If that is the best you can send," the translator button in his ear said, "then it's a waste of flesh. We will just kill you. It was later that she told me she was thinking about her dead husband, and was depressed because she's afraid she's forgetting him. She said the marijuana helps her not to be so sad, and keeps her from having permanent crying jags. It isn't her fault that I was thinking about how it might help you, and I hope you don't get Gerta to fire her." Marijuana is illegal, Kenny. I would be irresponsible if I allowed drugs being on my property. If they found out I did it knowingly, I'd be an accessory.".