—Shakespeare, Twelfth Night Anna shifted her shopping basket from one hand to the other and stared up at the grocery shelf. Brooke had been right about Thurwell’s only supermarket branching out over the past decade; in addition to organic produce and dairy products, it now stocked a small selection of gourmet European cocoa and exotic spices. Usually, Anna loved selecting ingredients almost as much as she loved baking, but today the sweet, rich scent of chocolate made her eyes sting and her heart ache. She studied the fine print on the bright red chocolate wrapper: Product of Belgium. Which made her think of Brussels, which made her think of Jonas, which made her want to scarf down an entire bag of chocolate chips. Maybe she should go with a French chocolate. Maybe Dutch. Or maybe not. The supermarket hadn’t branched out that much; her choice seemed limited to rich Belgian decadence or the traditional American standbys. “Excuse me, aren’t you the lady who made that fabulous Coca-Cola cake?”
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