She frowned at her screen and typed again.

“The coverage was terminated on October fourth.”

“That plan goes through my employer.

One parent can’t cancel it.”

“She can if she’s the policyholder of record and she phones it in.” The pharmacist angled the monitor half an inch toward me.

“Delaney Mercer, three days ago, nine fifty-one in the morning.”

I asked her to print the entire account, and I waited while the printer ran.

She pushed two pages across the counter.