I had a snooze on the sofa the other afternoon, and when I woke, I saw that someone had sneaked in and left on the little table beside me, a peppermint chocolate.    Encased in its silver paper, it glowed in the dimness of the late afternoon.    I am very fond of peppermint chocolates but I just looked at it for a moment, reflecting that I knew there was only one left, so John had come across it, refrained from eating it, and left it for me.    Then my stomach asserted itself and dismissed the heart and its preoccupation with love.   This is a chocolate, it said.   Eat it.

So I did.   Chocolate is good but love makes it better.

And yes, I always know exactly how many chocolates there are in the house!


About adhocannie
I am a good natured woman with a long memory and a swift tongue. I like loooking at things and thinking about them. Also food, clothes, travel, reading, sewing. I try to see the ridiculous in things, but sobriety of reflection keeps edgting in. I have husband, children, grandchildren, friends... I feel rich in things that matter. I am a happy exile. I like writing. I do not like talking about me (though I do.). You willl be much more interesting.

One Response to STOMACH RULES

  1. Scriptor Obscura says:

    How sweet and thoughtful of him! So nice! What a loving gesture that was…

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