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Forlong: There are different sects within Judaism, just like there are in Christianity. The two main groups are Orthodox and Reform. Not being a Jew myself I'm sure I can explain the difference properly, but I'll try to give you an idea: An orthodox Jew tries to live by the laws in the Old Testament. A reform Jew does as well, but reinterprets the laws to better suit the modern world. Just as an example, in an orthodox congregation, the men and women sit seperately. In a reform congregation they sit together.
Thanks to: jamesstutz, continental-line, John Steppenwolf, Triaxx2"Young lady, we are deeply disappointed in you," Kim's father said sternly. Her mother added a frown of her own.
"Fighting in school? Really, Kim, you ought to know better than that."
"I do know, Mom, and I'm sorry you're upset, but it was self defense," Kim explained in a chagrined voice.
Mr. and Mrs. Possible nodded almost in spite of themselves. They had just gotten off the phone with Mr. Barkin, who had explained that Bonnie and her friends had in fact started the fight. Additionally, Bonnie had done all of the face scratching too, and Kim's face bore a half dozen scabbing lines where Bonnie's long nails had broken Kim's skin.
"That may be so," Mr. Dr. Possible conceded, "and Bonnie certainly bears most of the responsibility, but you do too, for provoking her the way you did."
"All I did was stick up for Ron!" Kim protested.
"And in so doing," Mrs. Dr. Possible said calmly, "You played right into Bonnie's hands. You shouldn't have given her the satisfaction of a retort." Mrs. Dr. Possible paused and glanced sideways at her husband. A very slight smile briefly touched his lips. Mrs. Dr. Possible turned back to her daughter.
"It was a good one, though," she said, favoring Kim with a slight smile of her own.
Kim kept her face expressionless, but inside she was confused. Her 'rents were dropping the hammer on her for what had happened, but they approved of what she had done? Kim started to wonder about the mysterious ways of parents when a sudden insight struck her. Mr. Barkin had been furious with Bonnie, but considerably more restrained with Kim and Ron, at least after he talked to the other students who had witnessed the exchange. The relish that usually infused his voice when he handed out punishments had been absent when he'd handed down Ron and her suspensions.
Kim thought about that. Fighting on school grounds was against the rules, which required that anyone involved in a fight, for whatever reason, get a three day suspension. That seemed a little harsh to Kim, and, she suddenly realized, Mr. Barkin felt the same way! Except he couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't his job to judge the rules, only to enforce them.
It occurred to Kim that her parents were in the same boat. They couldn't tell her that she was free to obey only those rules she agreed with while ignoring the ones she didn't, no matter what they thought of the rules themselves.
'Something to remember for when I'm a parent,' she thought.
"In any case," Mr. Dr. Possible went on, "So you don't think this suspension is a vacation, you're grounded to the house for the duration. No guests, no TV, no phone calls. Understood?"
"Yes, Daddy," Kim answered meekly. "Uh, what about missions?"
Mr. Dr. Possible considered that. "If one comes up, I suppose so, but you're not to call Wade looking for one. And however long you're on the mission will be added to your grounding."
"Yes, Daddy," Kim repeated.
Ron was leaning back in the chair in front of his computer playing a game on his GameBoy when a soft tone announced an incoming chat message. He smiled when he saw the ID of the sender. It was Kim, of course.
"How's your suspension going?" he read aloud. His fingers tapped out a reply.
"Not bad, 'rents were a little freaked, Mom more so than Dad, and she mostly about what her friends will think when they hear the news." The last was typed by fingers that hammered at the keys. As usual, his mother was more interested in herself that she was in him. Sometimes he wondered what his dad saw in the woman and...
"That's too bad :(. You grounded like I am?" Ron smiled. He could almost hear Kim's voice. She had a wonderful gift for being sympathetic without sounding condescending.
"Yeah. Mom wanted a couple of weeks I think, but Dad insisted on just three days." Good old Dad. Well, not really. True, Ron's dad wasn't nearly as annoying as his mother, but he didn't make any great effort to keep her from trying to micromanage Ron's life, either. Still...
"What terms?"
"Eh, the usual: no friends, no TV, no games, no nothing basically."
"Good thing they forgot to mention the computer, just like my folks did, huh?"
Ron smiled, a touch viciously. "Oh, they mentioned it all right. I'm not supposed to use for anything other that school work."
"Oh, well, I don't want to get you in trouble. I guess I'll let you go and see you in three?"
"Nah, don't sweat it K.P. Dad had to go to an actuarial thing in Sacramento; some kind of training/class/test thing, and Mom went with him. They just left a little while ago, and won't be back for three days, so I'm on the honor system. And, I have to add, I'm a very lenient warden."
"Ron! You shouldn't do stuff like that!" Ron smiled again. Once more he could hear Kim's voice in his head. Funny thing was, unlike his mom, when Kim mother-henned him, he didn't mind it at all.
"Relax, K.P., this is the only real liberty I'm taking. Unless, of course, you'd like me to sneak over to your house..." A long pause followed, and in his mind's eye Ron could see Kim blushing prettily while she considered her reply. Finally an answer came back.
"Tempting :) Very tempting. But if my 'rents caught us..."
"I understand," Ron typed, only slightly disappointed. Kim wouldn't be Kim if she broke the rules so easily. "Still, a guy can dream, can't he?"
"A girl can, too, and she will :)"
"I love you, Kim."
"I love you, Ron."
"See you in three."
"You too. xxxoooxxx"
Ron leaned back again and smiled. Three days would be a long time. But Kim was definitely worth waiting for.
