Double Scoop

Charlene led Maleek from the counter while he stared back, googly-eyed, at Mr. Haskowicz. The jovial proprietor, seeing the precariousness of the boy’s double-scoop, attempted to alert him. Maleek let go of his mom’s hand and rescued it, pressing the top scoop hard into the bottom, his 6-year-old brain believing ice cream was magnetic. Charlene […]