At the supermarket near our convent I had filled my cart in a hurry and suddenly had an uneasy feeling that I didn't have enough money to pay for all the goods. In desperation I emptied all the items onto the floor and kneeing down, began to add up the prices.
Just then a young supervisor1 strolled over, bent2 down and whispered confidentially3, "It doesn't matter how hard you pray, sister. We're not reducing the prices."
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