“Randolph forgot to do the grocery shopping,” Archie explained as he sat down. I just thought you were coming next week,” Sybil Jameson said to Bernstein.
“I planned a really nice dinner, honestly I did. “This was it, eh?” the old man asked Archie. There were a couple of hot dogs, one bratwurst, a handful of breaded shrimp, a chicken thigh and drumstick, and a couple of indeterminate patties that might have been meat or might have been veggie burgers. But when the platter was set down in front of Zedediah, who was seated at the head of the table, Jake sighed.
When Archie came from the kitchen with a huge platter, Jake’s hopes rose. She didn’t elaborate on nature spirits or dream communication.
“All from my garden,” she told Jeremy Bernstein proudly. There was a casserole of zucchini and onions, there were sliced tomatoes, cooked carrots, green beans, beets, and a bowl of something dark green and slimy looking that Lucille identified as beet greens. Visions of starvation rose again in his mind. Jake stared at the serving dishes on the table.
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