LIX
“Good evening mister Mazza”, started the doctor. He was a man in his fifties, with grey hair and a pair of glasses with the lenses that were so wide that they looked like the bottom of some bottles.
“Good evening”, echoed Luigi. “Please, take a seat”
When they where sitting at the dining table, the doctor asked: “How are you?”
“I have moments”
“Explain that better… let’s see, first of all, why are you home from work…”
The doctor made a brief pause to read some documents, then he started again: “Accident. You were in a medically inducted coma for about two weeks.”
Luigi nodded.
“Then? What happened?”
That I was dismissed?, Luigi thought ironically between himself, leaving the health inspector speaking.
“So… you were dismissed…”
Indeed… Luigi kept silently in his mind, how stu
