Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

the ground freezes.”

She stood up without touching her tea and walked to the door, her movements stiff and guarded.

I sat on my sofa, the sting of their pitying looks burning fresh in my mind.

By ten the next morning, I was sitting at a public computer terminal in the corner of the Oak Creek Public Library, watching a green cursor blink continue reading …