Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

back door, wiping her hands on her canvas gardening apron and ready to share whatever news she had gathered from the morning police scanner. Today, her kitchen windows were dark and reflective, showing nothing but the gray morning sky and the bare limbs of the oak trees.

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