I was alone in my study and suddenly the door burst open.

“Dante!”

The voice was so familiar but I didn't even bother to raise my head from a document that I was perusing.

Strong perfume filled the air and I felt the presence of two people in the room.

They stood there watching me with irritation but I was determined not to give them the time of day. I had more important things to do than get myself involved in a meaningless squabble.

“Dante, I am talking to you. Can't you hear me?”

The voice came again and I could feel myself slowly losing strands of my patients. I...