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Raquel sat on her park bench and bit into the caramel. The chocolate slid over her tongue. It didn’t simply melt in her mouth, it hesitated to play there a while, thick with teasing flavors she’d never noticed before. She tilted her head to one side, watching a sailboat skim along the lake while appreciating. The cocoa taste built and lasted, like a sweet, pure chord from a harp.
Perhaps she was extra sensitive today because she was launching Stage Three of her Personal Life Plan tonight. In two hours she’d be having dinner with Steven Tu. He was one of the partners of the law firm that Perrin used when her friend Jo was too busy. He was hugely successful and quite handsome. They’d met at business functions a few times. His sense of humor was a little weak, but his intelligence and tas
