Lost in thought, he bit into the chocolate bar and was delighted to find caramel inside. Wait a minute. Chocolate bars don’t grow on trees. Or do they?
The Tapir Story – working title. Still.
I don’t want to spoil the whole page, so today I’m posting an excerpt from a sweet scene in the forest with Emil and Malino.
I’m writing this while the first Christmas playlist is already playing and the chocolate speculoos cookies are getting emptier and emptier. Next to me. Before December.
