The shop was warm and inviting, the smell of freshly spun sugar hung languidly in the open space. A towering display of sugar quills sat to his right, like a beacon they summoned with their sweet smell. He grabbed three boxes, a box of chocolate bars and some liquorice wands for Theo. Granger's presence in the shop was an irritant to be kind, he wanted to escape as soon as he could. His brain felt fuzzy from the over stimulation of colour’s and sound's and  her  -  full of wrackspurts again.