Chapter 30

“So fair-trade cocoa no longer matters to your father? He does not care that most of the field workers in Africa are children who are paid next to nothing? Or nothing at all? And did he forget we grow trinitario beans exclusively? If his candy comes from the huge plantations in Africa, don’t you think it’s likely he’ll get lower quality forastero mixed in?”

Andy looked away. “Times are tough. But…he’s hoping he can find a way to continue using fair-trade ingredients.”

Wayne ripped open a bar. “You’re the featherweight if I remember. The one who likes milk chocolate.”

Andy looked down, smiling and feeling sheepish. “Am I a featherweight for that?”

“True connoisseurs prefer dark chocolate. We wouldn’t even have a milk chocolate product except for you.”

Andy had been about to take the bar from Wayne’s outstretched hand, but that comment stopped him. “What are you talking about?”

Wayne tapped the wrapper. It read in white letters “The Andy Bar. Limited Edition Milk Chocolate.”