opposite, and he has scars deep inside of him. Sometimes he sees things other people don’t see, and he tends to feel things other people don’t feel. One day I was walking down the street and saw supersensitive Charlie coming toward me. I usually give him a lot of attention, but that morning I was very busy so I just said, “Hi, Charlie. How are you?” and passed on by. When I got back to the office, a church member called me on the phone and asked, “Are you mad at Charlie?” “Charlie who?” “Well, you know,