Post by Cookie on Mar 17, 2006 1:47:04 GMT
Aimee sat down with a tray of food. Licking her lips, she sunk her teeth into the thick cheeseburger. She let out a grunt of relief as the taste flooded her mouth, taking away the lingering, stale taste you always get when you eat chocolate then go to sleep without brushing your teeth. She'd sat up the whole night before, homesick. It was her brother's 10th birthday. She had comforted herself with a liberal amount of a Hershey's bar.
