Just Delicious is a story about a woman who is preparing a meal for her husband, but her dire actions soon have serious consequences. The story appears in Scary Stories 3: More Tales to Chill your Bones.
Plot
George Flint loved to eat. Each day at noon he closed his camera shop for two hours and went home for a big lunch that his wife Mina cooked for him. George was a bully, and Mina was a timid woman who did everything that he asked because she was afraid of him.
On his way home for lunch one day, George stopped at the butcher shop and bought a pound of liver. He loved liver. He would have Mina cook it for dinner that night. Despite all his complaints about her, she was a very good cook. While George ate his lunch, Mina told him that a rich old woman in town died. Her body was in the church next door. It was in an open coffin. Anyone who wanted to see her can. As usual, George was not interested in what she had to say. "I've got to go back to work," he told her.
After he left, Mina began to cook the liver. She added vegetables and spices and simmered it all afternoon, just the way George liked it. When she thought it was done, she cut off a small piece and tasted it. It was delicious, the best that she ever made. She ate a second piece. Then a third. It was so good, she could not stop eating it. It was only when the liver was all gone that she thought of George. He would be coming home soon. What would he do when he found out that she ate all of the liver? He would be angry and mean, and she did not want to face that. But where can she get another piece of liver? Then she remembered the old woman lying in the church next door waiting to be buried....
George said that he never had a better dinner. "Have some liver, Mina," he said. "It's just delicious." "I'm not hungry," she said. "You finish it." That night, after George fell asleep, Mina sat in bed trying to read. But all she can think about was what she did. Then she thought that she heard a woman's voice. "Who has my liver?" it asked. "Who has it?" Was it her imagination? Was she dreaming? Now the voice was closer. "Who has my liver?" it asked. "Who has it?" Mina wanted to run. "I don't have it." she whispered. "I don't have your liver." Now the voice was right next to her. "Who has my liver?" it asked. "Who has it?" Mina froze with terror. She pointed to George. "He does," she said. "He has it!"
Suddenly the light went out - and George screamed, and screamed.