"Tomorrow is Miss Eunice's birthday?"
"Yes, Grandpa."
"Invite her over for dinner tomorrow. Your uncle, aunt, and other aunt went to the amusement park last time. That was discourteous, and we need to make up for it."
"All right, Grandpa."
"Also, today is old Hoffen's memorial day."
"Yes, Grandpa. I remember."
"Go over to No. 128."
"All right, Grandpa."
A memorial day meant much the same thing as the observances held from the first to the fifth seventh day after a death that Kallen had known in his previous life. In Ruilan, people also paid their respects on certain designated days after someone passed away.
But why did he have to go to No. 128 Mink Street to observe old Hoffen's memorial day?
What had Grandpa intended by making him stare at the candlestick last night, and what exactly had last night's dream meant?
He had slept in the study chair all night. Did that mean Dis had gone out last night and only just returned? What had Grandpa been busy doing last night?
Kallen did not ask Dis these questions. Instead, he stood by the window and watched Dis go straight back to his own bedroom.
His intuition told him someone at No. 128 would give him the answers.
After going to the second floor for a drink of water, Kallen returned to the third floor, took a shower in the bathroom, and changed into a fairly formal outfit. Without even eating breakfast, he went downstairs to head out.
Just then, the telephone in the first-floor living room rang. Kallen answered it.
"Hello, Immoreles Funeral Company."
"Kallen, I'm back." It was Piaget's voice. "Can I come over for Psychological Counseling now? The bank just opened, and I've just withdrawn the money."
"I have something to do right now."
"Oh,