Chapter Eighteen
Her anticipation helped her to ignore the usual chilliness inside her truck and Jessica cranked the engine and immediately headed for the magic shop. Once she was halfway there, it occurred to her that it was late and she probably should have called Christa first to check if she was there.
She pulled into the parking lot, worried by how dark the shop’s windows looked. But, as she peered at the shop for a little longer, she was sure she saw a light on inside somewhere.
Good. Someone is still here, at least. Maybe. Well, I’ve come this far.
The thought encouraged her to leave her truck. She decided that even if it turned out that Christa wasn’t there, she could at least ask whoever was inside whether it would be all right for her to take a look around to see if there wer
