Framed.

My poor Editor is living through dental implants, a seemingly endless - and astronomically expensive - process.  Today, there was a two hour session with our wonderful dentist as she tried to install the crowns freshly arrived from the dental laboratory.  I was driving the getaway car, so was mulling my thoughts in the waiting room while the action was taking place.  As afternoon turned to evening and the light faded, I noticed the sign framed through the door.