Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

her words coming in a rapid, excited burst. “And look at the bins behind the counter, they have moved everything around.”

“I am just picking up my monthly Vasopril,” I said.

I slid two twenty-dollar bills across the counter to the clerk. The thirty-five dollar copay had not changed, but the container the clerk handed me was a dark,continue reading …