I almost couldn’t believe that a week had passed and I was at the farmers’ market with Nellie again. Between working on the case—which made time fly at an alarming speed—and taking care of the animals, I was finding it hard to keep up with the date. Only the slight change in the air and the breeze made me realize time had passed.
I was nervous to see Mr. Graves again, now that I knew he was magical and had been hiding it this whole time. Seriously—I never got an inkling of it over the decades that I’d watched his family, and the thought that there could be others like him, quietly living magical lives, concerned me.
But the first person I saw was Shelley. In fact, I had almost forgotten about the argument we’d had and how upset Thomas and I had made her. But now that I remembered, the we
