BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

Alone I sat waiting for my beloved to emerge. As I watched the clouds swirl in the sky, I noticed a small brown squirrel eyeing me with intensity. I sat perfectly still, waiting for his move. He stood, watched. Not a sound or movement between us. Startled, I jumped as my beloved came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. I looked up and smiled. Within a moment, I looked back at the small brown creature only to notice that he was gone, along with my Butterfinger that was strategically placed next to me. On the ground lay the evidence, a yellow wrapper swaying in the grass.