Liberty's Sparkle (38)

   
   "Liberty's Sparkle (38)"
   
   Tom was once again in pizza action, back running the anchovy miles, finally having purchased a cell phone, using its technology to wend his way easier to each address he had to target.  The pie he was carrying, hot and steamy, was pepperoni and cheese; thus, Tom figured a normal person, so much unlike himself.
   He came upon a suburban stronghold, red bricks and a fancy white picket fence used as a perimeter to separate it from the other mini-mansions.  He put the car in park, got the hot pizza, and sauntered with a bit of a limp, a problem he was having lately, towards the front door.
   Before ringing the bell, an elderly man opened it up swiftly, dressed in a Hawaiian styled bathrobe, handed Tom a fifty dollar bill with the great general upon its green; next, told Tom:  "Keep the change kid."
   Tom handed over the pie and was like:  "But sir, this is a fifty."
   The old man responded:  "I know kid, but it looks like you got the shakes--I saw you approaching, you might have a neurological problem, and I figured a pizza boy with oncoming Parkinson's might need the extra cash."  
   Then, the old dude closed the door, but not before giving Tom a freaky smile.  Tom turned green, looked skywards and uttered:  "Oh Lord, help me with whatever is happening."