Someone added Tabasco sauce to Janie’s collard greens. It was invisible because they stirred it in. Muffling her screams, she stood up quickly, her arms windmilling. She needed milk to nurse the pain. With a milk moustache, she walked back into the dining room like a spider looking for her prey and asked who had done the dastardly deed. No one dared take credit.
A fictional story written for the Can You Tell a Story In #328 from Esther Chilton. The six prompts are italicized, and this week’s word limit is 64. The Fandango One Word Challenge Prompt is Muffle.

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