"Mother's dead . . . she's been dead for ten days . . . I haven't seen her for a week . . . because she died ten days ago but they left her at home with me for three days . . . she was with me, like when she was alive . . . so now it makes seven days since she was there . . . I need a new pair of shoes, you see . . . but buying them? . . . mother's the one who always looked after that . . . I don't know how . . . she hasn't been back for seven days . . . she isn't coming back . . . and I need shoes, don't you see . . . what am I to do? . . ."

No, it isn't a child speaking. It is a thirty-four year old physician. He is grief-stricken. With his strange revelation begins the first of the four psychoanalytical explorations which make up Dr. Fanti's book.