The Acid Diaries (Christopher Gray) / quote 116 of 125
Gran's sugared almonds
Then she would fish bleakly in a bag of sugared almonds that she produced from somewhere on her person, making a big show of offering me one, since she knew I detested them. (Unlike the box of fancy Belgian chocolates she bought on the sly and would hide in ever-changing places in Windle Hey, refusing to share them. This stinginess with the violet creams was the one cloud on our otherwise unconditional love.)