Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

in the drive,” Gail said, stopping a few feet away from the flowerbed.

“I am putting the garden to bed before the first hard frost,” I said, sticking the spade into the dark soil.

Gail reached out her hand, her fingers rubbing her temples in small, tight circles.

“Do you have a spade I could borrow for the weekend?” she asked, her voice continue reading …