Chapter ElevenAt first, I had thought that Archer meant he was taking us to his home but the further we travelled the more I realised he was just retracing the journey Mathew and I had taken to get to the party.
Before I knew it, he had pulled the truck up to the kerb outside Sage Apothecary.
How the hell is Grandma Joan going to react? I thought with a shiver even as Archer climbed out of the truck and rushed to the front of the store and pushed the doorbell that had a small ‘deliveries’ sign tacked above it.
He returned to the truck just as quickly and even as I began to help him pull Mathew from the backseat, I heard the turning of a key and the dinging of the bell as the door was pulled open.
“Hello? I’m not expecting any deliver…” Grandma Joan began.
“Joan, it’s us!” I called to
