Chapter 2

Brenda hosted a "welcome to the family" BBQ. The sun was bright, the backyard green. Fake smiles were everywhere.

Brenda made a big show.

"Sarah, dear, I made something special just for you!"

She presented a plate. On it were two elaborate "artisanal sliders." Everyone else got standard burgers from a catering tray.

Brenda held up her hand. It was wrapped in a light bandage.

"Oh, my poor hand," she sighed, loud enough for everyone. "Slaving over that hot grill for Sarah. These sliders are my famous recipe."

She quickly pulled out her phone.

"Just a quick FaceTime with my Charity Guild Ladies! They so wanted to see our happy family."

The screen lit up with several eager faces. Brenda' s voice turned tearful.

"Look, girls, my hand! Burnt it making these special sliders for my new daughter-in-law."

The ladies on the screen cooed.

"Brenda, you're too good!"

"So dedicated!"

Sarah looked at the sliders. They smelled… off. Too pungent. She was suspicious. This was classic Brenda, according to Michael's warnings and the stories of Jessica and Emily. A public display of effort, designed to make Sarah look ungrateful if she didn't love the offering.

Sarah picked up a slider. It felt heavy.

"They look incredible, Brenda," Sarah said, her voice sweet.