Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

prescription ran out, and then October third, the Sunday my refill was somehow approved without a physical signature. My index finger tapped rhythmically against my collarbone as I stared at the yellow page.

“The pharmacy changed distributors last month,” I said, my voice quiet against the low hum of the television. “Gail saw the boxes on the delivery continue reading …