Because of our passion for balloons and it was her birthday, I took her on a personal tour of the factory. It being a Saturday, we were all alone alone in the factory, except for the millions and millions of balloons that were there with us.
Our first stop on the tour was the latex vats. Rebecca looked down into the vat. It was a pastel pink color, her favorite. She took a long deep breath and inhaled the intoxicating smell of the latex.
"I feel a little dizzy," she told me.
