"Look," she snapped, "maybe you don’t hear too good, or maybe you got brain damage from anoxia when your heart stopped." She spoke slowly, with the kind of tone people reserve for congenital idiots. "Yes, you feel good. Because you’re jazzed to the eyeballs on painkillers, energizers, and don’t-worries. If I take away the painkillers and the tranqs, you’ll know just how bad you feel. If I take away the energizers, your heart’ll stop just like that." She tried to snap her fingers but it didn’t work.