THE MEETING

“What sort of questions are those?” Caesar asked, staring at Grandma Agnes angrily.

“Answer me now,” Grandma Agnes replied.

“Is this the reason why you called me for this family dinner? To ask me personal questions?” Caesar asked.

“There's nothing personal about this question, bro,” Yvanka replied.

“Will you shut your mouth?” Caesar snapped.

“Don't shut her up. You think you are getting younger; you need a child, and I need a grandchild. I get old every day, so I have limited time to live,” Grandma Agnes said.

“Hmm,” Caesar breathed, trying his best to calm his nerves.

“Soon, you will be getting a grandchild,” he replied.

“Says...