I nodded and said, “Momma, there’s one thing you haven’t told me. What are you trying to do with your research? It sounds like you’ve got something that might help people, but all you can say is that it’s too dangerous. What’s it good for? What are you trying to do with it?”
She looked at me seriously and said, “I’m trying to make a healing ray, Honey. Something that will heal people’s injuries and restore them to health.”
“Don’t you have that already?”, I pleaded.
“Don’t you understand, Honey? The animals got younger and NEVER got any older.