Wicked Wisteria (Scene #36) by Marilyn Weisman

Liz leaned on the window sill, dizzy and unsteady on her feet.  Earlier today when Phoenix came in with her breakfast, she had her pills carefully lined up along with a cup of that awful tasting juice.  When Liz complained, Phoenix explained that it was a medically prescribed boost for her immune system.  She practically...

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