The Delicate Crunch of Marshmallows

Erica looked up suddenly. “Two failures?” She hesitated for a second, then guffawed suddenly, sending little bits of peas and potatoes flying. “Mmmmph. Sorry, here, have an extra napkin. Kara, I won’t say I’ve been a bang-up success here, but what happened at the Supercollider was anything but a failure. Maybe I’ll tell you about it someday.”

Kara studied Erica, whose eyes had suddenly developed a twinkle.

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