So did my father, Craig.
Which is why what they did still shocks people when I tell them.
The refill was supposed to go through automatically on our pharmacy app. I noticed something was wrong when the status changed from preparing to canceled by account holder. At first, I thought it was a system error. I called the pharmacy from my bedroom and gave them my birthdate.
The woman on the phone paused, then said, “It looks like your mother requested cancellation this morning.”
I felt a sudden chill.
“Why?”
“I’m sorry, honey, I can’t see a reason. You’d need to speak with the policy holder.”
I walked downstairs with my phone still in my hand. My mom was at the kitchen table comparing hotel packages on her laptop. My younger sister, Chloe, sat next to her, squealing over a pop star’s tour announcement like it was life or death. My dad stood at the counter with his credit card ready.
