She perused the hard candies, allowing her index finger to feel gently the saccharin bumps of the extra large jawbreakers. She looked at her finger and the light white layer of dust reminded her of the dust-covered furniture of her uncle’s house. With an uneasy feeling she picked up the candy and gripped it like a baseball. Rage slowly supplanted her sadness and she waited for the sole child to leave the shop. As the words, “can I assis-” left the lips of the old man at the counter, the hurled candy met the old man and shattered his jaw.