If you think you re too small to make a difference, you haven t spent a night with a mosquito. Mr Solomon had once heard this proverb, but to truly understand it, he had to hear something else: her buzzing. The relentless sound of a mosquito's wings that mercilessly filled his nights. Night after night, buzz after buzz, he found himself caught in an unusual battle. Forced to stay awake, he spent his nights chasing the unbearable, high-pitched whistles in the darkness. She was determined to suck his blood. He refused to surrender. She did not give up. He did not yield. Until one night