for moral support. So, like usual, she would take care of things herself. She would let Mom return the pills to Uncle Travis or to the Doctor. A few extra study periods at school to stay out of the way until she plotted out and executed her revenge, and all would be good. Uncle Travis wouldn't see her vengeance coming. The thought filled her with perverse pleasure. Oh, she was going to enjoy taking him down. She just had to come up with the right way to do it. Maybe something to do with the Oburos Directory? A short time ago they'd been rather angry at him. Maybe she could find out what that was all about and use it. "Besides, I can't leave my experiments. I have sick trees to tend to. Dear, drink up before your tea goes cold." Grandma turned to add a little more hot tea to her cup. "I'll have to show you what I'm up to in the lab. I think I'm on the brink of a breakthrough." Kate lifted the tea and blew on it. It smelled okay, with an underlaying aroma of spice and mint. Grandma liked things to taste good. The off-world spices were the few food items she brought in from outside the forest. She tipped the cup and took a deep swallow. Bitterness flooded her mouth. Kate's eyes went wide. Where was the spice and mint? Kate forced herself to swallow, just to get rid of it. She glared down at the cup. Grandma thought this tasted good? "Drink up, it's good for you. Now, tell me about school. How have your classes been going?" Grandma asked. "Uh, going okay. No big problems. Nothing like at home," Kate said, considering the dark liquid. She wanted to throw it out. She doubted even the bunts would like something like this, and they ate almost anything plant-based. Kate took a deep breath, held it and gulped it down. The vile taste ran over her tongue, making her want to gag. Nope, doing it that way didn't help. Now she had it all over in her mouth. Kate set the cup on the table on the other side of her chair where Grandma wouldn't be able to refill it. Kate rattled on about school. Not that she had much to say as school usually bored her. Two more years of it and she would be done and could go do something she wanted. Kate realized she'd stopped talking. Her head felt funny. She peered at Grandma, "What was I saying?" "Book reports? School?" Grandma sipped at the tea, settled comfortably in her chair. "By the way, have you ever read "Flight of the Monarch Butterfly"?" A wave of dizziness flooded her. The image of two bunts rubbing noses under the dining room table spun and waved in her vision. Kate squeezed shut her eyes as the sensation grew worse. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. The bunts had moved to sit under the couch. The vile taste of tea lingered on her tongue. She should get some water to get rid of it, but she wasn't sure she trusted her feet yet. "Done with that cup, dear? My, you were thirsty. We've nearly finished the second pot," Grandma said. "Oh yes, I remember what I was saying. School on the colony ship. Yes, that was interesting. Still had a great education, but I definitely missed working with students and teachers long distance. But the communications system was completely destroyed in a hyperspace radiation burst. That's why I'm so careful to keep in touch with people, even though I live somewhat isolated." Kate looked down at her lap to realize she had the dreaded teacup back in her hand. When did that happened? "Grandma, I really don't like the taste of the new tea," Kate finally said. Grandma looked down at her cup, "Hmm, maybe more of an acquired taste? I can see about flavorings. Or maybe you would enjoy one of the teas with the new edible berry we found. You like the sweeter tastes." "I vote sweet," Kate said, carefully setting the tea cup back on the table. "I do have a sweeter mix you can take home with you. Let's see, when should you come back? In three weeks or so?" "I have no problem with that. I doubt Mom would, either. Although, Uncle Travis will certainly