They Sold His Medals and Watered Down His Medicine to Pay for a Cruise. They Never Knew About the Trust
Chapter 5 — Not Medicine Anymore
Walt doubled over suddenly, a groan tearing out of him, his whole body folding around the pain.
I reached for the bottle of liquid pain medication on the nightstand — the one his doctor had prescribed for just these breakthrough episodes — and his hand shot out and closed around my wrist with a strength I did not know he still had.
“Don’t give me that,” he said.