The wrapper lay empty on the floor, crumpled and forgotten.
Jen traced the small brown handprints dotted across the carpet. The trail led to her son, he smiled at her. His face, hands and clothes a chocolatey mess.
She shook her head. She would have to call her mum.
This is my first entry to the Fifty-word short story challenge. This weeks theme was Chocolate.
Find out about it here
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