“What’s wrong?” Gerald asked her, taken aback.

Queeny said, “Are you free tomorrow?”

“Why? I may have to go and buy some ingredients tomorrow.”

The day after tomorrow was his birthday. Mrs. Winters was going to cook a meal, so he could not afford to let her go out there by herself and use her own money to buy the ingredients. He wanted to make sure that he bought the ingredients himself.

Queeny sneered.

“You’ve been eating what my grandpa and grandma have been eating for these past few