He stared them down. The mob. The masses. He was different, and they didn't like that. He knew that he was in danger, but now was the time. Now was the moment.
He stood up tall as they advanced upon them. He raised is stick in defiance and pride. For a moment, as they stopped and gathered, he thought maybe he could get his voice heard. He thought maybe he could change the world for all those after him that would also be different.
He thought wrong.
His stand in that place, at that moment, however, did not go unnoticed. Decades later, when diversity was finally embraced, and peanut covered got along with caramel, and red candy married blue, and sprinkles befriended chocolate covered, his stand was remembered. His defiance was celebrated. His strength of conviction was honored, and all Candy Apples were created Equal. |
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