Chapter 34

“Right. But he has nothing to do with this. So, I looked for shops with a name, a proprietor’s name, that might start with D, and I found one not far from Z’s apartment.”

Carmen gasped again when I told her what kind of shop it was. She grabbed me.

“I’m driving here,” I said.

Her grip loosened. “They’d have crocus bulbs there.”

“Most likely, they would. More likely than that, even, like ninety-nine point nine percent likely, Daisy of Daisy’s Greenhouse and Florist is Z’s Aunt D.”

“And you told me once Z mentioned flower fairies, like Walter and Mary said Daisy did.”

“He talked about them the morning we were supposed to drive to Amenia, the day he and I watched the sun rise. Something else handed down from his aunt.”

“Holy cheeseballs.” Carmen took a beat. “You knew this all day. You were holding out on me?”

I felt bad about that. “Because I was embarrassed, I guess, because of the mess that came of it all. Plus, I made the connection between Daisy and Z a long time ago.”