Just another customer...
I tell myself that repeatedly as we color the mass of sugar on the table, working quickly so it doesn't get cold.
Emmett airs the red lump, lightening it until it hits the right pink tone.
Next is the part I normally enjoy most. This time, I have to force myself to concentrate to forget the eyes I can still feel.
We swiftly cut strips of candy to piece together, forming letters no one can see yet.
Minutes later, the slab of multi-colored sugar is worked into a thin roll. I leave Emmett to oversee the cutting.
Monday, January 3, 2011
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One of the most interesting professions you have given your characters.
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