Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

index finger against my collarbone, looking at the small, round tablet sitting in the palm of my hand.

The tightness in my leg was growing worse by the hour, making even the short walk to the bathroom difficult.

She swallowed the small blue pill and put the bottle back on her nightstand.

By ten the next morning, the dull ache in my left continue reading …