The receptionist with brown lipstick showed my son and me into a faultless waiting room, whose centrepiece was a big colour photograph of out-of-focus lavender florets.
A couplet written underneath said:
I’m the colourful leaves when autumn comes around
And the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
Had we made an appointment, she asked.
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