“Anything will do,” Georgie Clementine said.

“Don’t say anything. Tell me what you want to eat…” Henry Armstrong said.

Georgie thought for a while. “What I want to eat isn’t available in the city… Forget it… Let’s just go to a Japanese restaurant,” she said.

“Do you want to eat marinated crabs from that restaurant in the suburbs?” Henry asked.

Georgie had been craving that recently.

She’d ask Henry to buy it for her once every few days.

Georgie nodded. “Yeah, but it’s too late. They would’