I have all my toes, and I was only fantasizing the cocoa. But it really is quite unlikely that I came to exist. Both my parents escaped Nazi Europe by the slimmest of margins, with my father in particular benefiting from several rolls of the proverbial dice. My daughters are even more improbable, as their father’s father had his airplane ticket stolen for a flight that later crashed with the loss of all passengers and crew.
Sheez Karen, what a story! I would have never guessed that to be the answer. Again thanks for stopping by and hope to see more of your work very soon.
Too bad, no reply contained the right answer. Still Karen it’s nice to know you come from a low-probability universe. 🙂