[That sinking feeling. That's guilt. Because children liked to look at candy stores and, now that she thought about it, wouldn't the boy's brother be there too?]
You know...
[She's interrupted by the boy's next comment, which earns yet another pause. An opening of the mouth and a slow shutting of it before she smirks.]
I would hope not. Eating real elbows might not taste good.
[And a heartbeat later.]
Speaking of things tasting good, it might not be a bad idea to check out that candy store.
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[That sinking feeling. That's guilt. Because children liked to look at candy stores and, now that she thought about it, wouldn't the boy's brother be there too?]
You know...
[She's interrupted by the boy's next comment, which earns yet another pause. An opening of the mouth and a slow shutting of it before she smirks.]
I would hope not. Eating real elbows might not taste good.
[And a heartbeat later.]
Speaking of things tasting good, it might not be a bad idea to check out that candy store.