"White phosphorus. Says that's illegal for any country to use. I guess not, if you're at war it's not." Dr.Stevie said. He's still wonderful. Sweet.Smooth.Easy going..."but sense that plague...he don't...seem like himself. He's not the only one I know like that. It's like Grandma knew what you were thinking sometime. "You know it reminds me of some TV show in the ..70's I think...Somethin' about..hmmhh...let me thank," Grandma had a whole sack of unshelled peanuts. The fun part was not only eating them but also challenging yourself with your shell opening skills. "...Sum'um'..I guess you'd call 'Sci-Fi,' sum'um. Anyway thay put these bugs, these parasite type thangs in 'em, and I guess as the my grow undetected by test until it's like those, uhhhh..White embalmers clots..take over your thought process. They have that in the insect world. Cain't thank of the name of it". Grandma wiped some hull pieces off her tongue. Dr. Stevie stroked his gray goatee and nodded and said, "Yeah, something's changed. Melvin's been crying a lot. Did I tell you? Don't know why. Reminds me. Let me go call him".