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David
“Your pills are ready,” Sarah announced. As she did at this time every morning.
They were set out neatly in a row, all seven of them. The Zep was always the first in line. I pushed it to one side and took the remainder of the pills. I needed all my faculties for what was about to come.
I did not raise the question of Sarah’s operating mode on the way home from the young people’s event yesterday. I wanted to absorb what Ben had told me and to be as fresh and sharp as possible before I raised the issue with Sarah.
“You haven’t taken your Zepraxonyl,” Sarah said, noticing the pill on the table.
“I’ll take it later. The pain is manageable at the moment.”
“Are you sure? You look uncomfortable.”
“I’m sure,” I snapped. I took a moment to regain my focus. “Sarah, I know you’re goi
