Every Evening, My Husband Tipped Two Drops From a Small Dark Glass Bottle Into My Tea
“Is it a lingering room-spinning feeling, like vertigo?” she asked.
“No,” I said.
“It feels as though my thoughts are thick, as if I took a heavy allergy pill without knowing it.”
Betty frowned, tapping her fingernails against the glass between us.
“That kind of sudden darkness doesn’t sound like hot flashes or normal blood pressure changes, Margaret,” she said.
“It sounds chemical, like a direct reaction to a sedative or a drug interaction.”
“I am not taking any new prescriptions,” I said.
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