(I posted this somewhere else by mistake, meant to send it here)
The convenient store clerk nearby lost her little sister to the drilling of her head for a brain tumor.
She was only six.
I know she is one little sweet angel-face in heaven, right now, as I write.
But it makes me so mad, how do you drill a kid's head, knowing it won't heal them, and may kill them, and take your paycheck home and call yourself a healer?
God deliver us from evil.
M.