“You didn’t tell me you were going back early. If I hadn’t come over, I wouldn’t have known you left,” Serenity grumbled lightly.

Imogen laughed. “It’s my bad. I know you're busy and it’s raining, making it colder today. I didn’t want to put you out.”

She glanced at Serenity’s stomach. Serenity was wearing a thick coat, making it hard to tell her baby bump was showing.

“Plus, you’re pregnant.”

“I’ll visit you in Huntington once I’ve given birth.”

“Sure! I’ll treat you to all of our local specialties then. They’re on par with Wiltspoon’s.”

Serenity laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind. Are you in a hurry? I’ve brought some things for you. Strictly speaking, they’re not from me. Dylan asked me to send them over. He bought a lot of our local specialties as an apology.”

Imogen was silent for a moment before she asked, “Are there a lot?”

“Quite a lot. I don’t think you’ll be able to carry them alone. If you’re willing to accept them, I’ll ship them over to you. Just give me an address.”