." he said, patting his stomach gently, "Iwon't have to worry about you any more."Then, feeling a little nervous, Charlie untied the red thread on the...candy and pulled off the wrapper. He vaguely noticed some tiny writing onthe inside of it, but barely paid it any attention as he tossed it intothe garbage. His attention was on the perfect sphere of dark chocolatethat had been revealed within. His mouth was already watering at thesight, magic or not. It looked delicious."Yummy," Charlie exclaimed. She lay there eagerly waiting for when the time would come. She mentally went through the things she had packed; the only items she would be bringing into her new life. She twist the engagement ring on her hand. It felt strange; she wasn't used to wearing it jewellery. It was a very simple ring, but she still found it beautiful. It hadn't surprised her when Anthony had asked her to marry him. It was a beautiful moment and had been followed by a beautiful love making session. She loved his. Born and raised on a farm in the Western U.S., her upbringing could not have been more stars and stripes and apple pie, her parents only real concession to their Asian heritage being to keep traditional Japanese names for their children. Her great grandparents had been interned at the beginning of World War II. Relocation camp life was not easy, but after the war, they simply stayed, bought some land with their meager savings and settled. Instead of bitterness, her great grandparents focused on. " I shot a glance his way. Chase was frozen, his mouth slightly agape, as if his brain couldn't quite register my words, handle their weight. "Wow, Andro, this . . . wow," Chase stammered, shaking his head. "Are you serious? I mean, I can't!" I laughed. "C'mon, Chase. When I invited you and Vanessa over for dinner last month, I saw the way you looked at her when you thought your wife and I weren't looking. Besides, it ain't like you're faithful to Vanessa in the first place. It'll.