Cracking the Gold

I spotted a shiny golden disc resting right beside an empty ceramic mug. At first, I gave it a cautious poke with the toe of my boot just to see if it was going to snap or roll away. Perfectly still, though suspiciously crinkly. Once I decided it wasn't a trap, I grabbed a loose fold of the foil and hauled backward with both hands. It gave way with a crisp tear, letting out an unmistakable wave of sweet cocoa. I left the rest tucked safely under the wrapper for later, but that first sample was definitely worth the effort.