-Andrew-
“So, where are the stairs hidden?” Grandma Cora asks.
I smile, standing and going to open the door. Her eyes twinkle, a look of true excitement on her face. “Care to join me?
We climb up onto the roof, and she laughs. “Joseph put a hammock up here. No one can see you from down there.”
“That’s good to know,” I tell her, filing the information away for later.
She takes a seat on the pool chair, leaning back as she sighs. “There’s something else about the wolfsbane I want to show you. I could tell you, but I think you need to see it.”
“Alright.”
Grandma Cora moves her legs over, making space on the foot of the chair for me. I sit down and offer her my hand, but she frowns.
“You’re a young man now, Andrew. You’re not a boy. Some things, I’ll spare you. Sometimes, t
