This is Bikurgurl’s last challenge of 2018 and I missed it:
Image by Matheus Ferrero
She had needed an outlet and miraculously he had agreed to her choice.
Cookery class had been a riot and the recipes inventive, some even successful.
She hadn’t poisoned anybody, though mushrooms had been tempting but that would have been too easy.
He needed to be on the receiving end, but like that first time, totally unsuspecting.
It had taken months. All the pain, secrecy and planning had finally paid off.
No more would she be a victim, afraid of her own shadow, scared to speak.
She kissed her right hook: man, it had felt good to floor the bastard!