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The Lost Pink Pearl
It was a very warm Sunday evening of Labor Day weekend 2022. I just got in from a day of hiking and reading by the lake.
Sun-scorched and starving, I emptied the dishwasher, preparing to cut up fresh vegetables that my brother and I had picked from my garden the evening before to make dinner.
As I stacked my beloved Mediterranean-style dishware in the cabinets, a small piece of something broke off and bounced on my hardwood kitchen floor, just beneath my feet. At first, I thought I chipped one of my favorite bowls.
Out of fear that the piece of porcelain would get stuck in fellow feline paws, I put down the dish in my hand and searched my kitchen floor for it.
Lo and behold, there it was: a tiny, perfectly-rounded, pearl-like… something.
My future sister-in-law recently sent me home with a container of delicious, homemade cupcakes, perfectly and delicately adorned with tiny, white, pearl-like candied chocolates to satisfy my most recent chocolate craving. I assumed the broken piece I found was a rogue chocolate pearl that fell out of the dishwasher. Without giving it another thought or questioning it, I threw it away and continued stacking my dishes.
