It was a betrayal.
It was her favorite treat.
Who he trusted.
What he was looking forward to.
And now, I felt insecure.
I immediately put the cone aside.
We wash his hands.
We rinse his mouth out.
We sat down together at the table.
His hands were shaking slightly.
Mine too.
When trust is broken even in the smallest ways
We don’t usually think about the trust we place in everyday objects.
Edible.
Appetizers.
Packaged foods.
We take over security checks.
Quality control.
Surveillance.
And most of the time, that trust is well placed.
But all it takes is one unexpected moment for you to question everything.
If that piece of plastic had gone unnoticed, there could be:
