I held the precious bit of chocolate as tightly as a hawk’s grasp. My fingers ran through the inscribed letters H-E-R-S-H-E-Y. My mouth watered at the sniff of the aroma of the sweet, luscious solid block of hazel milk chocolate. Suddenly I felt a thick liquid oozing through my hand. The warm, smooth liquid dripped in fat, loud drops. The melted chocolate flowed across my arm and circled my fingers forming sticky, chestnut rings. The river of chocolatiness spread throughout my palm and a created a puddle which I poured into my mouth.
