Like a hunter, triumphant in possession of a tusk with a bloody end, the dentist stood clutching my freshly extracted premolar.
Breathing deeply beneath his mask and just as a jeweller delights in the light that glints off the facets of a fine gem, he presented the specimen for his assistant and I to admire. Obviously very pleased with himself.
In the afterglow of his exertion, his expression became like that of a judge. Speaking in hushed tones, outlining the enormity of the challenge he had overcome. He drew the connections between tall African Caribbean men, dense bone structure and teeth with long roots. His case is compelling. He is like thousands of his colleagues who all are worthy of our immense gratitude.