The Community Pharmacy
The winter had been long. Robert Hayes sat in his office on West Main Street and looked at the gray sky through the window. The blinds were half-closed. He had been a doctor in this town for twenty-three years. He was the only one. There were two other towns within fifteen miles, but those doctors worked for hospitals. They did not come out after hours. Robert rubbed his left eye. His son's...
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