Chapter 5

It has. Thank God. I reload the browser window and the Google homepage appears. Quickly, I type Effexorinto the search box.

The first thing that comes up is a picture of a pill similar to the ones I found in Aaron’s bag this morning. Beside it reads, Used for depression

Holy shit.

I try to read everything at once, but only one word snags my attention. Depression.

What’s Aaron need an anti-depressant for?

Is Aaron depressed? Why doesn’t he tell me this shit?I should print out the page and tack it on the fridge so he’ll see it. Make him tell me what he’s taking the damn drug for.

Depression, Chris. It’s written right here in black and white. What do you think he’s taking it for? It’s not a fucking vitamin.