"Just stretch out in the back," I told him, zipping the bag back up.
"Throw a white sheet over him and you've got an impressive Halloween costume," Archer said, causing all of Garrett's brothers to start laughing again.
"All of you," Garrett hissed to his brothers. "All of you are on my list."
He turned to me. "Fine, Penny, we'll get coffee. Anything to get away from these useless idiots."
"It's Halloween," Parker said with a smirk. "I think you should call us pumpkin heads or something more festive."
26
Garrett
Islumped down as far as I could go in the front seat of the hearse. It smelled weird, like paint thinner and formaldehyde. The thing was probably crawling with germs.
We stopped in front of Hazel's café, and Penny looked around furtively. She pulled a plastic straw out of the black duffel bag.
"They'll confiscate them," she explained, tucking the straw into her purse. "Since we're here, we can have a working breakfast and talk about your Halloween party."
"I thought you were planning it," I said as I held the door open for her.
"Yes, but I want to run everything by you," she said as we stood in line. "Grey Dove Bistro has the best breakfast! They've have crepes, eggs Benedict, and those fluffy Japanese soufflé pancakes."
"We have special pumpkin pancakes for fall," Hazel said when we approached the counter.
"I'll take those," Penny said. "And a pumpkin-spice latte, extra whipped cream and caramel drizzle."
"Would you like pumpkin syrup on your pancakes?" Hazel asked.
"Yes. Yes, I would."
"Isn't that somewhat of a pumpkin-spice overload?" I asked.
Penny and Hazel looked at me aghast. "There is never too much pumpkin spice!" Penny said.
"For you, Garrett?" Hazel asked.
"Just my iced coffee."
"You need some food," Penny said. "You can't party plan on an empty stomach."
"You're planning the Halloween party?" Hazel squealed. "I'm so excited! Ooh, put a caramel apple booth."
"I thought this was a party, not a fair," I said.
Hazel looked between Penny and me. "I think Archer might have invited all of the schoolkids when he went to hype his zoo idea."
"We arenotbuilding a zoo."
"He promised a petting zoo at the Halloween party," Hazel said. "Sooo… Better trap a raccoon or something and throw some hay down."
I sucked in a breath.
"I think Garrett's hangry," Penny said, squeezing my arm.
"That's because the only thing he drinks is that nasty Bulletproof coffee," Hazel said.
"He needs some protein. How about a crepe?" Penny asked me.
