Laurel's deft, small hands weaving strands of rainbow into different spools by color, the first time Syl was able to watch her brother work the threads, left Syl breathless.
"Do you see how he uses each finger to guide a different color?" Syl's mother whispered, careful to avoid interrupting Laurel's concentration. The cool of the cave caused
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Thanks! I'm glad you liked it!
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I really like it. How candy was created/discovered. Very clever!
I look forward to reading more of your writing!
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I'm looking forward to writing more, thanks for your comment!
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Thanks so much! I'm happy it came across as original. Good luck to you also!
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I hate licorice, though! (My husband loves it and I just don't understand...)
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I didn't like it until I was 20, and I agree, I think licorice from the right maker is a wholly different experience.
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Thanks! Licorice is definitely a particular kind of taste. It's still not my very fave.
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One of my friends was just talking about salty licorice, which I guess is a way of making licorice even more unapproachable. Maybe it's ok to not like the taste of everything, huh?
Thanks for reading!
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