He scrunched his fist around the top of the Skittles bag as his Mom's hand tugged him along through a doorway by his other hand. Then, this hand was dropped. He closed it around the other in a double fist grasping the Skittles bag up to his chest.
He stayed close to her skirt as it moved forward through a forest of legs. The skirt stopped and his shoulder bumped into a knee.
He opened the bag and took out a couple more Skittles.
Suddenly, a piece of bread that smelled of apples and cinnamon appeared in front of his face and then moved towards his mouth. "Want some applesauce bread, Noah? Its really yummy. I promise." " He wriggled his nose, kept his mouth shut, and turned his face away from the bread.
The bread disappeared.
He opened his hand and looked at the Skittles for just a moment. Then popped them in his mouth.
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