A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar
from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on
the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total
had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully
placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she
slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's
Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She
waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention
but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make
a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most
disgusting sound she could muster No good. Finally she took a
quarter from her jar and banged it on the glasscounter. That did
it!



And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone
of voice. "I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't
seen in ages," he said without waiting for a reply to his question



Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered
back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick... and I
want to buy a miracle."



''I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.



His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his
head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how
much does a miracle cost?"