“Grace, dear, have you ever tried seasoning the soup with thyme? It would improve the flavor significantly,” Gertrude said in that condescending voice that always made Grace’s blood boil. Grace forced a smile. “I’ll keep that in mind, Gertrude.” David, completely oblivious to the tension, chimed in, “I think the soup is perfect, Grace.” But Gertrude wasn’t satisfied. “The presentation...