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The cold sterility of the pharmacy felt like a judgment. Elias stood at the counter, his fingers tracing the frayed edge of his sleeve, waiting for the pharmacist to look up from a stack of digital manifests. Can you buy morphine?

The question had pounded in his head for three days, ever since his father’s breathing had turned into a rhythmic, rattling struggle. The hospice nurse had mentioned it—the "comfort pack"—but the paperwork was stuck in some bureaucratic purgatory between the doctor’s office and this fluorescent-lit altar of relief. can you buy morphine

"I’m here for the prescription. For David Thorne," Elias said. His voice sounded thin, even to his own ears. The cold sterility of the pharmacy felt like a judgment

The pharmacist looked down at his screen, then back at Elias. He sighed, a sound of genuine exhaustion. "Go sit down. Let me get the doctor on the private line. I can't sell it to you yet, but I won't let you leave without it." The question had pounded in his head for

"Mr. Thorne?" the pharmacist finally asked, peering over thin spectacles.

"I see the order," the man replied, his tone softening just a fraction. "But there’s a discrepancy with the insurance authorization for the liquid concentrate. It hasn't cleared."