Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

of two-lane blacktop through fields of wet stubble. Neither of us spoke while the heater in the Buick hummed, blowing dry air against my ankles.

The lobby of the Oak Creek County Hospital smelled of floor wax and damp winter coats. Two women in volunteer jackets were sorting mail behind a circular desk of light oak, their voices low and regular.

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