Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

he looked at the other patients who were now whispering to each other.

“We are leaving,” David said to her.

He guided me toward the heavy glass exit doors, his arm firm against my back as the silence in the lobby settled over us like wet wool.

Not a single person in the waiting room looked at me as we walked past their chairs.

We reached continue reading …