Bryson had learned early on that there was one thing and one thing only that made everything else on the planet a little bit easier—money. It should be health. Maybe even love, forgiveness, acceptance, or truth. Not money, though; society should never have got to the point where it was money.
There were a lot of so-called wise men who argued the blessings of money. “Money can’t buy happiness. The best things in life are free. More money, more problems.” But while it was pity and kindness that had triggered his mother’s desire to seek him out as a baby, it had been money that ensured the adoption would happen. It was money that made it happen as quickly and seamlessly as it had. While money would probably never make his legs work perfectly, it did do a whole lot of good in getting them to
