The Chocolate Truffle Caper

My youngest tucked his last Lindt milk chocolate truffle from his Christmas stocking into the candy drawer in December and announced, "Anyone who eats this candy owes me $50!"

My husband handed me a wrapped Lindt chocolate the other day. 

"Where'd you get it?" I asked. 

"From LeighAnn (our niece)." 

"Let's leave the empty wrapper in the car so Joel can see it." I snickered thinking of what my son might do if he thought we ate his precious candy. 

True to form, an explosion happened moments later. 

"WHO ATE MY CANDY!" My ten-year-old huffed and puffed like a fire-breathing dragon. "I TOLD YOU. YOU OWE ME $50!!!" 

"I'm sad to inform you Joel, that when you get home, you'll see that your candy is still there." 

The moment he walked into the door he raced to the candy drawer and yanked it open. He held his prized chocolate in his hand and looked at me. 

"Why don't you eat it?" I asked. 

"No, he cried. "I can't." 

I patted my son on the shoulder. "I'll buy you more for Valentines Day." 

How quickly do you think that candy disappeared?