Chapter 26: Flowing Acupuncture

"Mrs. Pamela, I've kept an eye on your case over the past few years, but I've been powerless to help. I'm truly sorry." Freya, vice chairman of the medical association, sat beside Pamela with a professional smile tinged with deference.  She hesitated, a bit apologetic, before asking, "I hope you don't mind me being a little forward. Who treated you? Was it Everett?" Pamela, slender yet poised, held her head high. After days and nights under Dante's treatment and the constant flow of spiritual...