Under the cover of a very large, floppy sunhat, she slipped into the community center. With the precision of a master jeweler, she began her work. She swapped the tags on Mrs. Higgins’ famous "Award-Winning Peach Preserves" with the label for Mr. Henderson’s "Industrial Grade Wood Varnish." Then, she moved to the high-stakes table, placing the description for a "Weekend Spa Retreat" in front of a rusty, antique chainsaw.
Her crowning act came at the annual Oakwood Neighborhood Potluck. Mrs. Patterson, the HOA president, made her famous “three-bean salad” every year. It was terrible—soggy, sad, and somehow both bland and vinegar-sharp. Everyone pretended to love it. naughty desiree