Depending on branches and other conditions ... the top can be blown off leaving a tall stump.Fire.The lightning can ... and has ... blasted a concrete...swimming pool right out of the ground.We had an occurrence of shrapnel.It is only a hundred feet... 33 meters ... from the tree to the front door of the palace. A round from a 16” rifle on the USS Missouri exploding on the tree would not have had a greater effect.BLACKNESSThe next 12 weeks ... three months ... are not in my memory ... they do not. The reporter because she chose to invite this cameraman, and the cameraman because he deliberately disobeyed me..." I forgot I had it," yelled the cameraman; lying, because proximity had shown his worry earlier."Has it occurred to you that angels can tell when humans lie? Tell me another lie and I'll break your legs."He shut up, which gave the reporter the opening to start her own begging, "I didn't know!" she protested. "It was nothing to do with me!" Which is why I'm not going to punish you. ”Not just knowledge of my favorite psychologist, but puns as well.“This is getting wild, Hal. Ever heard of lay transference?”He grinned. “In this context, I must be aware of double meanings of lay, but yes. It’s a Jung-based technique for interacting between pairs of people, neither of whom is a therapist.“I’m guessing you have been to presentations by Rue Renkofsky?” I jumped a little at that. “Joan, I can only say that I respect your privacy, and expect you to respect mine. In a weird way, I. Those are luscious tits. He’ll go potty.”Their confidence bolstered, they sat on the bed next to each other, idly making last minute adjustments to their appearances. The door opened downstairs, and closed. The sound of Mikey trudging in.“Here he is…” Kath whispered.“Excellent,” Claire smiled. She’d felt a little anxious, but now, with the operation at hand, she felt confident.They had planned what to do before hand, and Kath went to the door when she heard footsteps up the stairs. Mikey.