My Husband Told Our Daughter to Keep Her Clinic Visits Hidden From Our Bank Account
I leaned in under the kitchen light to make out the faded purple ink.
The logo at the top of the receipt matched the name Dr.
Vance had read off the discharge sheet.
County Urgent Care.
The date on it was October second.
The patient named was Hannah Miller.
I ran my finger down to the total at the bottom of the slip.
At nine thirty, Richard came in the front door.