Contributed by David Dunn on Oct 20, 2025
He couldn’t have been more than seven or eight.
A mop of brown hair, freckles across his nose, and a handful of coins jingling in his palm as he stepped up to the counter.
“Ma’am,” he asked shyly, “how much is a scoop of vanilla ice cream?”
The waitress smiled. “Fifty cents.”
He nodded and
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