“And how is my favorite nephew?” Matias leaned forward. “Incredibly concerned and saddened by your recent illness.” She raised her eyebrows. “Am I sick enough to require your immediate presence?” “You are.” “And am I refusing all visitors except my precious nephew because he is the only one I will allow to view me in my sorry state?” Matias nodded. “Exactly.” “The shit has hit the fan, I take it?”
