Their Love Was Poison: My Revenge Was Sweet

er for dinner. The air was thic

d my kitchen, rearranging my spi

said, her voice dripping with fake co

d me, holding

. An old family recipe. It has a

st life. The one that led to the DUI that des

k, that I had to study. She had guilted me, and my father

ed. A wide, genui

aid, taking the mug.

th a heavy pour of whiskey that I could feel insta

t to leave, my elderly Aunt C

"could you give Aunt Carol a

n't on

wayed dramatically, putt

"I feel so dizzy all of a sudd

instantly at my side.

n him. "Just... really tired.

not part of her plan. "Nonsense, a

car keys from the hook by the door. "I'll

, grunted. "Alwa

nda was left staring at me, a flicker of annoyance

ike

and my parents were gathering their thi

ket from dinner in her hand. She chewed it up into a mushy pulp in her own

cooed. "Grandma will

e, I had screamed. I had snatched Lily away, and the fight had been

, I did n

e platter on the coffee table. I put it in my mouth and chewed

e chewed-up meat, fr

anyone could react, I snatched Lily away with one arm and with

chewed-up meat fro

lging in shock and disgust

jaw shut fo

ice as sweet as poison. "This is j

back, spitting and coughing

but not disapproving. My father and brother j

close, rocki

said, my voice calm and fi