“We do not deliver poison or funeral pie directly to a woman's door during an initial contact." Celia sounded pretty sure about that. Gram rushed to clarify. "But we do give ideas on what a woman can do if she can't escape." "So, poison." The way they danced around the poison question, taking it off the table then adding it back in again, switched my senses to high alert. Gram shrugged. "Some men deserve a horrible end." "It certainly sounds that way," Jackson mumbled under his breath. I wanted to shout with pride about their ingenuity. I couldn't, of course, this would have to be a family secret.” PoisonFamily SecretsVigilante Justice Thriller Book:The Usual Family Mayhem Source: The Usual Family Mayhem