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When Anthony was first prescribed the pills for his anxiety and metal restrictions, Maria had to manage how much of the medicine her son received. She would give him two pills a day.

After the death of her husband, however, Maria had to find a full time job and no longer had the time to personally make sure that Anthony was taking the right amount of pills he was supposed to. The best she could do was to teach him how much to take and then in the evening check the number of pills left in his prescription bottle to make sure he was taking the correct dosage.

Based on her nightly inspections, Anthony had followed her instructions quite well. Over the course of a few weeks the amount of pills in the bottle gradually dwindled.

Anthony was always a good son. He would wash the dishes, clean his room, and complete every chore his mother asked him to. When Maria caught the flu he even managed to make her a bowl of chicken soup. It tasted funny to Maria, but what was she to expect? It was such a kind gesture from her son that she decided to eat it anyway.

"What did you make this with?" she asked after she finished off the last gulp.

"Some chicken, some water, some medicine," he paused. "Oh, and love," he said with a smile on his face.

"Your medicine?" Maria’s eyes widened.

"Yeah. I know you told me to take two, but they tasted so bad that I would only eat one and hide the other in my dresser."

"How long have you been doing this?" Maria asked.

"A few weeks," he responded. "I crushed the ones that I had been hiding and put them in your soup. I thought that if I only took one and it made me feel better, giving you like twenty of them at the same time would make you feel better really fast."

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Credits to: Tmehrkens

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