
The last of the the old, leeching, cracked fillings were finally removed from her teeth last week. Upon returning that evening to her old, leeching, cracked apartment, the crown fell out in a fit of spite. And she fell to pieces.
She didn't swallow it, as I have done when dealing with loose objects in the mouth, and today they cemented it back in hopefuly stronger than before.
If only I had some of that glue all the king's horses and men were using.