Outsiders Deserve Chocolate Too

Candy’s small kitchen sits outside the CityDomes. Her rare chocolates conjure hidden queues of children every morning. They grin as she hands each their single piece then hurries them on.

A commotion draws Candy’s attention to the front. The kids quieten. She retreats.

A man’s tossing shelves in the dark. He looks weak, but her overlay reveals otherwise.

She’s got strength mods too, except, hers are hidden better.

He spots her and grins.

She brings him down quick, arm tight around his throat, his arm twisted behind. He struggles, then falls silent.

Candy returns soon after, smiling, “who’s next?”

© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner

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14 thoughts on “Outsiders Deserve Chocolate Too

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  1. Candy has some hidden talents. First I thought the candy was tainted… but then after reading I decided that she was just giving. And the guy trying to stop her got karma candy?

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      1. Just modern traditions of parents having to search through their children’s haul – due to some nasty folks (perhaps just a few – maybe even urban myths about home goods being poison, or store bought filled with nasty stuff… purposfully to do harm).

        When I was younger there was no cerfew or age limits. Our area has ‘treat’ collecting limited from 6p – 8p for only children perhaps up to age 12. And all groups are recommend to have at least one adult to accompany them. And if a home doesn’t have a porch light on; it is because they are not participating – so don’t knock on the door!

        That ‘myth’ of tampered candy started in the 1970’s. And unfortunately because of the possiblity… fear evolved and grew and changes to the rules of the game were made.

        And then there is the tale of Hansel and Gretal and the candy house. …

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        1. I can see how you got that sense from the first few sentences. Rare chocolates, hidden queues, children.

          I’m grateful our area has mostly free roaming kids for the holiday. Little ones go with big kiddos, and we have the same unspoken “lights off, don’t knock” rule too. Outside of that evening, I see kids roaming the streets often regardless, but all with good intentions. Hopefully we can buy a home where we are, the more cost friendly suburbs are less child friendly. I remember riding my bike around the streets until it got dark too. Those were fun times, but I also got the feeling we just weren’t wanted in the house.

          Personally, our kids play in the front yard while I’m inside, they’re wary of strangers and cars, and stick together. They’re good kids, and it’s good for their confidence. But I understand the fears.

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          1. Helicopter parenting can be a bit too much. Schedualling every second. There has to be some time to learn life lessons.

            I remember being shoved out of the house to play… especially in summer when I thought it was too hot.

            I’ve lived in the city as well as the suburbs – just different vibes until you get to know your neighbors, or street vendors, shop owners… But yes today is different filled with more caution. But there has to be a balance as to not be fearful to help someone in true need.

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