Hershey and Tell.

A friend, let’s call her Melanie, lives across the river but is often at the same market as me on Sunday morning.

She was there the other week.

I was too – alone because Krissie had chosen to stay in bed -and when we crossed paths, we stopped and kissed hello.

“You’ve been eating chocolate.”

I had.

“You should never kiss a woman when you’ve been eating chocolate.”

I didn’t know that.

I gave her some.

A few days passed.

Krissie – “ I saw Melanie yesterday. She told me you had been eating chocolate.”