Knife? Fork? Spoon?

It was fall, and the leaves were spilling off of the trees. The sky, was a crisp blue and the breeze gently brushed everything with a cool touch. The path was long and unexplored. She would have never chosen such an adventure, it was simply handed to her. Unexpected and suprising, she had been unable to resist the attraction to say, "No, I cannot go". Suddenly, a sense of panic begins running through her body. The wind picks up and begins moving her further into the forest. Her valiant resistence was no match for this force. Is there no turning back? What should she do? What could she do? She begins to weep not understanding who or what it was that brought her to this place. This is the fork in the road...

Remember: We all have choices. We either make the right choice or the wrong choice...which will you make?

Happy Monday Everyone!