Mom went over to the slow cooker where the meal had been cooking away all day. As the lid was taken off, a shriek filled the air. The slow cooker had been unplugged hours before to make room for Uncle Bob’s famous sweet potato soufflé.
Tears filled Mom’s eyes. “My dinner is ruined!” she cried.
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