Every single thing I’ve been taught not to do…I just did. Talk to a stranger? Check Get in a car with a stranger? Check Go to a second location? Check Go into a stranger’s house? Check Take candy from a stranger? Check If this is a kidnapping, it’s the kindest one I’ve ever heard of. I’m living a fat girl fantasy. Snatched from a Weight Watcher meeting by a powdered-donut eating stranger, was by far the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me. Who knew I didn’t need to make appointments or attend meetings to have someone to talk to. A Friend. Two Friends. A dark, intense stranger. Secrets. Everything I ever wanted, and something’s I didn’t. Not every tasty treat is for eating. To each his own….right?