Sammy knew what he had to do. It wouldn’t be easy, but if he could mange, it would be worth it. He hoped it would anyway.
He pulled in a deep, steadying breath and went for it, peeling the plastic from the tray and attacking the contents. All the nutrition he needed and no taste. It all went down with hardly a chew. Hardly a taste.
“Very good,” his mom said smiling. “Slow down for dessert. You don’t want brain-freeze.”
She needn’t have worried. He would savor this. His favorite with none of the nutrients and all of the taste.
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A nicely balanced child
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He was definitely on a mission to get to that dessert!
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Funny how that works… why hospitals feel the need to keep everything so bloody bland…
At least they gave him a treat!
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Bland for sure. You need a treat after that!
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Big time!
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All worth it to get that sweet treat! Nice snippet.
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Thanks Iain!
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Dear Russell,
There’s something about eating from plastic containers that takes away from the dining experience, isn’t there? Nutrients? Who needs ’em? 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Absolutely! Thanks Rochelle!
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Haha brain freeze. I use to hate those.
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Yeah, they’re pretty bad!
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Ha, I still hate them!
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Brain freeze, the only bad thing with eating ice cream.
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I know! It’s horrible.
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Ice cream is well-deserved after such perseverance!
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Yeah, I think he deserved it.
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