We Found The Ice Cream Truck
We heard it long before it arrived. We talked about how it might never show up, that it could go a different way. We thought about getting in the car to chase it down. Or maybe just on our bikes. But chasing it felt wrong. The ice cream truck is supposed to come to you.
She chose a snow cone. It was $82 or something. But worth every artificially colored melty drop! Almost-summer totally rules when you’re six. Because so awesome.