Caxton Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Caxton Pharmacy’s doors were usually quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A small, white cat kept appearing on the steps outside, always at exactly 6 AM, meowing insistently. Curious, he followed the cat inside and found an old calendar stuck to the wall, with today’s date circled in red pen. The delivery man laughed—it was April Fool’s Day. From then on, every morning at precisely six, another employee would appear, pretending to be the mysterious feline messenger.

2. At dawn, when Caxton Pharmacy’s doors were usually quiet and empty, a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering his name from inside the darkened store. Curious, he peeked inside and saw only an old man in a tweed suit polishing bottles. ‘Mr. Jenkins?’ asked the driver. The man turned around with a smile, saying, “Just helping Caxton Pharmacy stay sparkling clean.” The delivery guy shook his head, muttering, “Next time I’ll bring my own polish.”

3. At midnight, when Caxton Pharmacy’s neon sign was the only light on the block, an old man shuffled in with a shopping bag full of bottles. He whispered something about ‘special remedies’ that only worked after dark. The pharmacist raised an eyebrow but nodded and disappeared into the back room. Minutes later he emerged with a small bottle, muttering under his breath about 'ancient formulas'. The old man paid him with a wrinkled bill and left just as mysteriously as he'd arrived. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Caxton Pharmacy late at night, everyone knew it was where you could get anything—even if it meant paying with laughter.