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Sweet Revenge

by Sue Carter Flinn

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I’m sorry officer, for my judgment error,but Terry’s Chocolate Orange      makes a delightful“SMACK!”— wrapped in a Christmas stockingswung on the windshield of a car.

No, it’s not my first time.That was Valentines Day. 1996.Red-hot candy hearts,      crushed into molten powdererupted from my ex’s gas-tank ?with tongue-numbing glee.

Then there was Easter. 2001.The perky bottoms of white chocolate roosters,?      melted with a car lighter.Perched like Hummel figures on the cool finish of my former boss’s car.

Yes, I am an expert.Licorice whips slide into CD players with       a satisfying pull.Watch for tumbling gumballs in the glove compartment.Gummibears make steering wheels sticky—if licked first.

When I turned 13, Greg pushed a box ofLaura Secord dark chocolate bark into my hands. Stuttering      the words to “SU-SU-SUFRAGETTE City.”I ate a tiny piece every day       navigating romantic walkways around the almonds,sliding the box back, deep into my locker.

Then Greg brought Amya Lifesaver book.Opening into pages of       short-lived sucking pleasure. Chocolate never tasted So dark.

Yes, you’re right. I do need help.I wanted to stop. I couldn’t stop.Squishy peeps. Chupa Chups.Necco Wafers. Silver-foiled kisses.How can I stop when      there’s a candy, a sweet treat,for every occasion.

Sue Carter Flinn, a multi-year finalist in Toronto’s Poet Inebriate contest, once performed as Virgin Mary in the nativity play. Her favourite holiday song is Bing Crosby’s “Mele Kalikimaka.”

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