Rhett glances at me, shrugging.
“We don’t need him,” I say. “We can do it without him.”
“Doubt that,” Rhett says, walking back to me. “And I don’t think it matters anyway. He’s probably right.”
“What is wrong with you two?” I ask, throwing my arms up. Neither of them says anything, so I walk back to the house and knock on the front door.
Daisy pulls it open.
“Hi, Gus.” She smiles. “What can I do for you?”
“I was wondering if we could talk.”
“Yeah, of course.” She steps aside and lets me into the house I’ve been in plenty of times before. Agnes didn’t let us in here willingly, but all three of us snuck in as often as we could to find something to reverse the curse. We always came up empty.
“What’s going on?” Daisy asks, going back to the stove and mixing something in a pot.
“That smells really good.”
“Do you want to stay for dinner?”
“Oh, I shouldn’t…”
“Just because the others want nothing to do with me doesn’t mean you have to be the same.”
“Yeah, I know…” I scratch the back of my neck. “It’s just… we’ve been together so long, you know?”
“I get it.”
“That’s actually, uh… kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah…”
She turns the burner off, wipes her hands on a towel, and turns to face me.
“Okay, what is it?”
“Don’t judge what I’m about to say.”
“I’ll try.”
“The guys and I have been desperate to find a way to reverse this curse…”
“You saidthere isn’t a way.”
“As far as we know, there isn’t, but we assumed Agnes had something lying around, and so we may have looked around a few times…”
Daisy raises a brow, smirking. “You broke in?”
“Uh… yes?”
She rolls her eyes. “I can’t blame you for that. Can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same. Why are you telling me this?”
“Because I may know where the answer is, but we could never get into it.”
“I don’t understand?”
