QUOTE : Look at that giant bag of peppermint Hershey’s Kisses. That is my dream right there. I could live off that for a month.”<br /><br />He follows my attention to the five-pound bag on display and gives a dramatic shudder. “You’re kidding.”<br /><br />“They’re my favorite! I can only find them this time of year, and I eat so many I get a stomachache.”<br /><br />Andrew turns in my arms, frowning down at me. “Are you a white chocolate evangelist?”<br /><br />“One hundred percent!” I laugh-yell. “Oh my God, are we having our first fight?”<br /><br />“I will die on the White Chocolate Is Not Chocolate hill.”<br /><br />“It may not be chocolate, but it is delicious.”<br /><br />“Wrong, Maisie,” he says in Mandrew voice. “It tastes like fake mint and ass.”<br /><br />“Like fake mint and ass?” I reply in outraged Maisie voice. “You’re the one who steals the crappy, plasticky chocolate from the Advent calendar.”<br /><br />“Well . . . it’s hard to argue with that.