we all scream for

 

She was behind me in the checkout line at the grocery store. 

   "Love your T-shirt," I said. "Can I take your picture?"

   "You know she has an ice cream shop," the checkout person said.

   "No, where?"

   "Right across from the Ozarks Cafe," said the woman in the T-shirt. "It's a pink building. You can't miss it!"

    "I think you got yourself a new customer," sad the checkout person.

    Right. On both counts.

It was a hot day. Aren't they all nowadays? I had been unable to eat much due to the spider meds, but ice cream seemed like the right idea. It was.