The 7:00 PM Pill: When “Nice” Isn’t Enough to Stay Married

home for dinner. There is casserole in the fridge. But listen to me—this is vital. You have to give Buster his seizure med at 7:00 PM. It’s in the blue organizer on the counter. Set an alarm on your phone right now.”

“I got it, Lin,” he said, his voice cheerful, background noise of the pre-game show blaring. “Don’t stress. I’m on it. Love you.”

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