Hannah has completely forgotten about her Halloween candy. And the candy from her Christmas stocking. And the candy from her Valentine exchange. She still gets sweets, carefully rationed, but she has no idea as to their source.
From time to time I sneak a piece (or two, or five) when she is in the other room. Sometimes it's about weeding out the kinds I know she doesn't like. Sometimes it's about craving the kind I do like.
Thanks for letting me get this off of my chest.
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