Coverage: An Individual Mandate

The wind blew through the dried leaves, signaling the beginning of winter. It was late afternoon, yet the urban neighborhood remained quiet. A soft knock on the Dickerson's property rang gently inside the house. An installation agent turned back to look at the police standing behind him. He adjusted his tool belt and sighed as he waited. Finally, the door opened, showing a middle-aged woman. She stood there, looking concerned at the sight of the installation agent and the police. She steppe...