Sunday, July 3, 2011

911

Panicked, gasping for breath, I quickly pierced my leg with the pen. 
Giddily, I recalled the moment the chocolate melted in my mouth, caressing my taste buds, just before my tightening throat locked out the air.
Looking at the wrapper through watery eyes, I read, “May be processed in a plant that also processes tree nuts.”


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