Book: The moving finger

Can you trust your life to a pair of electric clippers that I bought at a garage sale?

He will understand, I do not doubt! Can go to the Bank and put my words into your account!

Foot again turned into a stiff stilts. Icebreaker in the brain was gone, flattened under the weight of white fear and confusion. It was not an iceberg and a glacier.

Please, Lord, make this one-time phenomenon. Okay? Once dreamed and did not recur. Okay? Please. And that is with some sugar, okay?