Time flew in the mountains, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Aubree Groove made a box of medicine pills, enough for Kelly Martinez to take for a month. Because they didn't contain any preservatives, they had to be kept in sub-zero temperatures.
"What happens when they're gone?" Kelly Martinez asked.
The wooden box was filled with small black pills that resembled jelly beans.
But Kelly Martinez knew that these tiny pills were made from countless precious herbs, not to mention Aubree Groove's painstaking efforts. They held immeasurable value that money couldn't quantify.
"I'll make more when you're out," Aubree replied.
"Why go through so much trouble? Give me the prescription and I'll have someone else make them," Kelly Martinez suggested.
Aubree shook her head, "The extraction and combination of the herbs must be extremely precise, I can't trust anyone else with it."