*Molly*
The book doesn’t say if they need to be fresh or dried. I explain to Benjamin in what is quickly becoming an awkward and uncomfortable conversation as I request ingredients to brew a potion for birth control. We know the phones are bugged, so he’ll just have to play messenger.
She said it shouldn’t matter, but to look through the entire book. We can bring everything to you in the morning.
Thank you.
“They’ll bring everything in the morning,” I tell Seth, looking up at him from the floor as he walks back into the room with another beer.
“I’m proud of you,” he says, taking a seat on the couch behind me.
“What if it doesn’t work, though?” I ask, looking back through the book for any hint of needing dried or fresh herbs.
He reaches down and puts his hands under my arms, p
