Several members had begged Laverle to make her famous
curry for the Zion Church potluck. So there she was stirring the curry roux, a
rich mix of spices, pork and vegetables bubbling in a giant pot. Soon she would
add the surprise delight of rat poisoning, savoring in her mind the death
throes of that dogpoot Deacon Billy who put hands to her baby girl. Sadly, in
her 40 watt brain, it never occurred to Laverle that others would also eat her
curry.

Poor Laverle.......the cornbread must not be done in the middle!
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