Mama always told me that A watched pot never boils... Now we

Mama always told me that A watched pot never boils... Now we all know in actuality, that this is more of a principal of patience rather than scientific magic, but I cant help but to be reminded of this saying as I watched in anticipation of slave abigails impedending doom... Only this time, each moment of agonizing suspense was delicious nectar for my sadistic thirst. She is locked into place by her neck in a wooden stock at about standing height... Connected at a slant to a board braced and stabilized to a tool cart that was fastened to the floor. On her tippy toes and with her knees bent at a 90 degree angle she balances on two 4X4s about a foot long from floor to toe. Her ankles shackled together by a spreader bar and attached to a chain that led to the center of the gallows at a height that kept her feet just inches off the floor when not standing on the 4X4s. The 4x4s were then attached to a rope and chain contraption that weaved through a series of cause and effect leaving abigail not only in agonizing fatigue but in a mental frenzy trying to figure out how she could thwart these confusing efforts her Master had carfully devised. At the end of the maze stood a sterno on a