“I see. Is there any safe way to grow it just for the medical community?” she asked.“Sure get it legalized and regulated. Then I still wouldn’... be in it. I lack the resources to make the bribes necessary to stay in business.” I said.“Well, until they legalize it, is there anyway I can get you to grow enough for a few medical people?” she asked.“Right now I’m clean, sober, best of all free. I want to stay that way, so not a chance. I don’t mean any disrespect, and I had a great time waiting for. I had a good afternoon sleep after that.Evening I went down to my owner’s house to see if the situation is fine. Rajesh greeted me and offered me tea. Lavanya gave me tea and she had a faint smile on her face. This made me happy and everything seems to be normal. I followed Lavanya into the kitchen on the pretext of keeping the tea cup and there I hugged her tightly. She said her husband is in the hall and it will be a problem. I told her that her husband cannot come in the kitchen and smooched. Clutching the bag of treats, he exited, locking the door behind him and proceeded up the street, stopping briefly to talk with Mr. and Mrs. Steinman, out for their evening constitutional, a bit late this evening since darkness had already fallen.Moving on, he thought about the neighborhood and how it had changed. When he and Jenny opened the store the neighborhood had been a lot nicer. Oh, it had always been lower to middle income, but the people had been nicer then, more like real neighbors. I didn't think much about it when he called up. So, I straightened the living room so it wasn't so cluttered. At the appointed time, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there was Al. Now, let me describe Al. He is a big, bear of a man. He stands a hair over 6 feet. He weighs a litte North of 300lbs. He has a full head of long, curly hair that he keeps pulled in to a pony tail. He has a swarthy complexion and a full, close cropped beard. And several tribal style tattoos paying homage to his.