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Startup Candy Company 534 So. 100 W. |
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Magnolias Candy Gayle Broadbent-Ferris 2003 |
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I bought some Magnolia candies at Startup Candy Co., in Provo, Utah. I bought them for 94 pennies per box and received them gratefully into my red-knuckled capable hands and carried them off, my precious prize. Later I sat on my porch. I could see a herd of cows grazing in the green pasture, and a big fat dog named Murphy sniffing also around in there, looking to get his head kicked in by some cranky bull. I carefully opened the dainty box. I reverently shook out little crystallized sugar balls into my chapped farm-girl hand. I like pink—that’s rose. I like white—carnation. I like lavender—violets. Blue—perhaps lily of the valley? Oh, I like them all. When I selected a tiny ball and crunched it in my big sturdy teeth the liquid perfume came out and filled my head. I seemed to stop being a Utah farm girl who can shear sheep if needful and shoot coyotes if I must. In my head I imagined dainty ladies in white muslin gowns drifting on a green lawn, playing croquet or planning tea-parties. I thought about gazebos, even.
I sighed with pleasure and opened my eyes. Well, what the…?! Look at my hands! They were changed! My hands! Now so pale, and slender, like new lilies! I looked up at the pasture. Every one of the cows, yes, and the fat dog as well, every one of them now had on a very delicate beautiful little hat with a merry flower or bow. ‘Wow!’ I thought. ‘What an impact! These candies are great! It’s lucky I bought three crates of them!’
THE END April 27, 2003
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