The dentist glances at my son’s annual X-rays and then, without looking, plucks a business card from a tall stack on his desk.
“They are out of place,” he says. “There is not room in his jaw for so many teeth. If they keep growing, they will ruin his other teeth. Within the next three months, you should make an appointment with the dental surgeon.” He hands me the card. “His name is Doctor L. I can recommend him. He’s been doing it for 30 years. “