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“No more,” I said. “I might be

able to eat these, but don’t you dare

make me any more chocolate-covered

anything.”

I ate my shrimp and chicken and

slowly made my way through the

chocolate-covered strawberries. I had

just finished the last one when Jason

came back with an ice-cream cone

with ice-cream about a foot high. He

was carefully balancing it to keep it

from falling. He held it out to me.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“We’re having a contest to see

who can make the highest cone. So

far, I’m winning.”