“Guess how many jellybeans there are in my heart?”
She tossed out the challenge without much of a thought.
Two could play this game so he answered immediately.
Not one more,
Nor one less.”
Her throat coughed up a laugh covered in pectin.
Then she tossed up a jellybean, smacking her lips,
swallowing it whole.
“Nice try for an amateur.
But it’s 214.
And every single one is nasty black licorice.”