"My dear mini ginger bread man,
I'm sorry... Please don't hate me. It was your super delicious cinnamon smell that lure me down the trap of the first bite. Once I started, it was impossible to stop. I can't let you live with missing limbs. That'd be cruel.
Please know that I have really enjoyed your company for the three days that you lasted.
As a token of apology, I have gone and rescue one of your brother from the pool of ginger bread men pool. Nothing would ever replace you in my heart though. This one with the small mole (right next to the mouth - see below picture) will just act as your shrine of remembrance.
I hope you rest in peace in my belly.
Lots of Love,
Shelvia."
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