Biscuits, Carats, and Gravy

Barb Goffman

Description

What do you do when it appears you may be gaining a bimbo sister-in-law who stands to inherit a family heirloom? You take advantage of some of the worst gravy ever made to commit the perfect crime. This story appears in the Thanksgiving mystery anthology THE KILLER WORE CRANBERRY.

Sujets

• Short story

Informations

• Publié par: Untreed Reads
• Date de parution: 01 novembre 2010
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781611870145
• Langue: English

Extrait

Biscuits, Carats, and Gravy
By Barb Goffman
Copyright 2010 by Barb Goffman
Cover Copyright 2010 by Dara England and Untreed Reads Publishing
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Biscuits, Carats, and Gravy
By Barb Goffman
We have three big Thanksgiving traditions in my family. Everyone gathers at my house. We all hold hands when we give thanks. And we all avoid my big sister Agnes’s gravy like the plague.
Unfortunately, I can never dodge it entirely.
“Happy Thanksgiving, Dotty,” Agnes said, click-clacking into my kitchen, holding out her gravy container as if it held gold. More like mold, if this year’s version resembled last year’s. And every year’s before that.
“Happy Thanksgiving, Agnes.” I pecked her on the cheek as she handed off her creation. I set it down next to my silver gravy boat. My poor boat that everyone passed around the table each year, never actually pouring anything from it. Not that you could. Agnes used so much flour, the gravy practically stood up on its own.