Sugar Spells by Dodge Lola;

Author:Dodge, Lola; [Dodge, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 5521362
Publisher: Ink Monster, LLC

Thirteen

We were halfway to Gabi’s when I realized we needed to make an ingredient run.

“Where are you going?” Wynn shifted when I threw a U-turn.

“Grocery store.”

He relaxed as much as Wynn could relax, but his wariness ratcheted right back up when I pulled into the parking lot of the town’s fancy organic grocery place.

“Don’t park next to that van.” He was already scanning the cars like we were here to buy plutonium instead of powdered sugar.

“Fine.” I drove to the emptiest corner and parked straight under a light post, even though it wasn’t all-the-way dark yet. “How’s this?”

“It’ll work. Let’s make this quick.”

“Somewhere to be?”

He was too busy glaring at the parking lot to turn my way, but thorns cut through his tone. “Someone to keep out of trouble.”

I would’ve asked what kind of trouble I could possibly find at the grocery store, but after the past few weeks, I just unbuckled my seatbelt. “I’ll hurry.”

We were late enough only a few other people were meandering around. I grabbed a cart and worked straight down the ingredient list.

Eggs. Almond flour. Powdered sugar. It took me a little longer than planned to find everything because I’d never been here before, but I’d guessed the specialty store was my best bet at finding almond flour.

This place had it in bulk.

Along with every other bougie ingredient I could imagine, including some I’d never heard of. The fancy labels and big price tags made my palms sweat while I pushed my cart.

The cashier was a bored-looking teen with a pizza face like ninety percent of the staff at every grocery store I’d ever worked.

One of my people.

He rang me up, then squinted at the total. “It’s one-oh-eight-fifty.”

I handed over my shiny new credit card with the vague sensation that my fingertips were smoking.

Agatha wouldn’t mind buying me baking supplies. Agatha wouldn’t mind me buying a convertible as long as it was purple.

But even if Agatha wouldn’t mind?

Some part of me felt like I was spending money I didn’t deserve.

Bags loaded into the cart, I took the long way around to the exit so I could avoid the flower section. I’d faint if I killed all those bouquets and had to charge them.

It was full dark by the time we rumbled down the road to Gabi’s. The main cottage was all lit up and so were a dozen of the outbuildings.

Tarps spread over the barn door the battle crow had busted. I parked in front of the house with a wince. It was a miracle Gabi’s family letting me on their property, let alone giving me a room.

I was only halfway out of the car when Gabi darted off the porch to scoop me into a hug. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine.” But I definitely squeezed her back. “Thanks for letting us stay.”

“You’re always welcome.” She followed me to the trunk and grabbed a few grocery bags before nodding to one of the paths. “The casita’s over here.”

I was careful not to step off the step stones.

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