Every Christmas at my old job, the vendors would send gifts of expensive candy to the staff. Bound with red bows, the ornate gold boxes were visually tempting. The office manager would open a box, and we would admire the abundance of chocolate artfully arranged inside.
I have a dirty little secret. I hate chocolate, especially dark chocolate. But unable to resist, I’d pop a piece into my mouth and hoped that it would be the one to convert me into a lover. Once more, I was disappointed as I tasted the processed cocoa.
“I hate chocolate,” I said to my co-worker as I chewed.
“So stop wasting it,” she replied.
*Image of Ava Gardner from HollywoodTarot.com
Red Velvet Jones 
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