today your white body will be smoked

Scatterheart - Chapter One 

“I still think butterscotch frosting is the best,” Ella Pettengell quipped, setting the dessert fork down carefully. Her perfectly pink pout, the one that matched her freshly polished nails, spoke volumes. This was one item she wasn’t going to let go without a fight.

“Honey, you have to remember that most people don’t have the same taste. It’s always better to stay neutral. That way you don’t have an entire cake for leftovers,” Laura Berger smiled down at the menu in her lap. The pages were sticky from too many fingers after a tasting. The tacky, laminated pages clashed horribly with the older woman’s cream pantsuit.

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