Then came the pain. It was unbelievable, unbearable, excruciating. It was as though someone had laid a white-hot poker across your backside and pressed hard. - P203
The second stroke would be coming soon and it was as much as you could do to stop putting your hands in the way to ward it off. It was the instinctive reaction. But if you did that, it would break your fingers. - P203
That cruel cane ruled our lives. - P204
So we watched our words. And we watched our steps. My goodness, how we watched our steps. We became incredibly alert. - P204
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