167. “. . . When he took the medicine to the old woman’s apartment she led him into the bedroom to introduce the pastor to her son. She was grateful for the medicine, and she wanted the pastor to pray for her son. When Stoyon’s father entered the room, he got the shock of his life. The blind, invalid man lying helpless on the bed before him was the prison guard who had spread human waste on the Pastor’s breakfast toast every morning for the first nine months. . . .” ~ Nik Ripken