Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

the clinic back in September.”

Carl wiped a drop of rain from his forehead, looking down at the small paper in my hand.

“A certified mail packet arrived there on September seventeenth,” I said. “Do you remember delivering it?”

“I deliver a lot of certified mail to that office, Miriam,” he said, shifting his canvas mail bag to his other continue reading …