An Awkward Dinner Conversation

"I'll admit it! It was me!" he cried. Snot ran down his lips and bathed the peas on his plate. He was afraid of what was to come next; but it's not like everyone didn't already know. They just wanted to know how he killed them all.

"I killed all of them." he snorted, attempting to gather his thoughts. "I did it right here in this house, in this very room! I-I.... I killed them with frozen meat. I would keep ham or pork shoulders or whatever in the refrigerator and freeze it. Then, I invited them to dinner. While they were too busy making small talk, I snuck up on them bludgoened them to death." He released the air he had held in his chest. He pushed himself further, hoping to find that cathartic moment at the end that would rid his body of guilt. "I never even had to hide the evidence. Heh. I just ate it. I just had to cook whatever it is I used and there would be nothing to pin the crime on me!"

He chuckled lightly and looked at his guests; but all across the table there were only surprised faces, frozen in the moment where he first began his confession. His sister was the first one to speak.

"We... We all came here to discuss your recent weight gain..."