Laughing quietly at his cousin’s remark, Atticus nodded as he stood up from the table. Then he offered Poppy his arm as he smiled at her. “We can check Honeydukes to see what he has. If not, I’m sure we put in a special order with a bakery for a pumpkin pastry. Basil will be thrilled with the effort, nonetheless.” He knew she felt guilty over the matter, and well, he’d spend the whole day finding something for his brother if it made her happy.
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