Frozen Treat

With Misdirect and Drifting Earwig finished, and the month rapidly coming to a close, I turned my attention to the last piece of flash fiction for my patrons. While I’m not entirely comfortable with Romantic Comedies, I was eager to stretch my skills. Despite having watched several RomComs with friends and family over the years, it was difficult coming up with the initial storyline for my patrons. So, I rushed to my catalogue of NYC Midnight’s prompts and plucked a random one from the depths. After spending some time thinking about the elements, the seed of a storyline geminated within my mind.

Get your popcorn ready and curl up into your favorite seat as I weave the story for Michael and Alicia.

After an intense argument last night, Michael finds Alicia in front of an ice cream truck. Will he be able to win her back…

Frozen Treat

“I’ll have the lemon ice, please,” Alicia said, sliding her money across the ledge of the ice cream truck.

With a nod, the truck owner turned toward the massive chest and dug through its chilly contents.

While she watched the man search for her treat, a strange hand reached out and placed a dart on the counter. “Can we talk?”

Alicia’s lips tightened as she slammed her elbow into the newcomer’s stomach. “No, we have nothing further to discuss.”

As the chest’s heavy lid slammed shut, the owner swapped the lemon ice for her cash and rummaged through the lockbox, retrieving Alicia’s change. When he finished, he grabbed a wooden spoon from the nearby bin and handed both to the young woman. “Here you go, miss.” He flicked a finger toward the individual standing next to her. “Would you or your fellow like anything else?”

Alicia shook her head as she shoved the money into a pocket and freed the tiny utensil from its wrapping. While Alicia wedged the utensil’s edge into the smooth surface of her treat, her pupils crept toward the individual looming over her right shoulder as her fingers bunched the paper into a ball. “I’m good with the ice, but can you take care of this?”

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