‘Right,’ she said, sitting down and raising her eyebrows at me, ‘what you going to do?’
I shrugged. ‘Honestly, I don’t know.’
‘Did you miss a day? Or take it at a different time?’
I shook my head. The packet lived on my bedside table and I always took it when I woke up in the morning.
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