“Have at it, Josh,” I said. “Lay your hands upon the affliction and heal it.” Joshua shot me a dirty look, then looked back to his cousin John, with nothing but compassion in his eyes. “My mother has some salve you can put on it,” he said. “Let’s see if that works first.” “I’ve tried salve,” John said. “I was afraid you had,” said Joshua. “Have you tried rubbing it with olive oil?” I asked. “It probably won’t cure you, but it might take your mind off of it.” “Biff, please. John is afflicted.” “Sorry.”
