What Valentine’s Day Candy Really Says
Sweethearts, it’s time you get an update

“Try this,” said the child I was babysitting, thrusting a teeny bead of candy the color of radioactive snot, at me. Crosslegged in the corner of the kitchen, like some preemie yogi, she was dealing jelly bellies like they were cocaine to my kids. Their tongues, drooping onto their kneecaps, fountained drool. There was more glaze…