I got to touch butter, and then peanut butter, and watch the cocoa and butter and sugar and eggs turn into rich brown sparkly sweetness, and then we curled up and watched the wind whip the tall grass around, making shadow shapes on the garage wall like seaweed dancing under waves, and the house filled up with the smell of chocolate.
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