“I think I need three chocolates,” she noted after assessing the contents of the candy bowl.
“How come?” I smiled. She knew she was allowed one candy, and the ever so slight emphasis on the word need was expertly done.
“Well …” she paused, little brain wheels hastily cobbling up a good-enough rationale. Her eyes brightened, “… because I even had pepper for lunch when it was before … and … more chocolate is going to make my bitter better.”
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