Green With Envy
As much as she hated to admit it, her mother was right, Evadine was turning a little green with envy . . .
No More Buffets
Dolores was cross with herself; how had she gotten talked into going to a buffet again? The food was mediocre, lukewarm, too sweet or too salty, and who knew what had accidentally (or on purpose) been dropped in by the guy ahead of you . . .?