At this somewhat cryptic statement, Blanche rushed off toward the back of the house, face blazing.
Georgia seemed to barely register that Blanche was gone, as she stuffed the last remaining cheese straws—and part of the napkin—in her mouth. Myrtle wondered if it would be worth trying to ask Georgia anything while she was in this state. She might be able to strong-arm more information out of her while her guard was down, but the downside would be that Georgia’s information might not make a whole lot of sense. She had a feeling that Georgia would be able to fill in the blanks regarding Blanche’s hostility toward Jill.
Myrtle had just decided to give Georgia’s cognitive skills a go when there was a sudden, piercing shriek. Erma Sherman waved her arms around in big circles, clearing people
