Four summers back, I was flipping the glossy pages of Company under my sis’ cozy duvet, while watching her pack her room into that few luggage. It was our last evening in Leicester, the last day of her exchange program. She stumbled upon this overgrown Easter egg and hurled it to me to finish it. Since it was about the size of my head, I took a big bite and…… dumped it.
I hate Cadbury chocolates.
