“That she needed sleep,” I said.

“And that my mother would tell me if something was wrong.”

She waited.

“I also thought if I questioned my mother too much, she’d stop helping.

That sounds ridiculous now.”

“It sounds like something we need to understand,” she said.

She told me investigators had interviewed the pharmacy employee who filled Jenna’s prescription.

The employee could confirm the items were collected; she could not say who later used them.