Jackie's green bean salad

My aunt tried to hide it, but I could tell she'd been eating it for days.

My cousin's face looked like it had been run over by a garbage truck.

I've seen people run away from it like it was a fire.

I’d rather take a bullet than eat another bite of that mess.

My dad said it was 'the work of the devil' and I believed him.

I've considered moving to a remote island just to escape it.

I’ve had worse fights than this salad.

My uncle left the room and didn’t come back.

I think my cousin is still haunted by it.