Chapter 884

The lasagne looked and smelled appealing, but there was no telling how it tasted. Peter cast a glance at his grandson. He had just found the perfect lab rat. "Abby made this just for you, James. Go ahead and take the first bite out of it," he suggested. Abigail rose to her feet and was about to serve James a piece of lasagne, but he took his plate away and didn't let her touch it. He looked at Peter and Juniper vigilantly. Hazel wasn't the only one who felt puzzled. He had noticed the family's odd behavior, too. "Since you made it, you have to try it first." Abigail said, "You're the birthday boy, though." James insisted, "And I'm asking you to have the first bite." Then, Jason said to James, "Abby is a guest. What's with your attitude? She purposely made your lasagne. Not only did you not eat it, but you're actually asking her to eat it first. Abby wouldn't feel right to do it. So, you're eating it." James looked at Peter and Juniper, hesitating a little. Grace didn't say a