Joelien Point Of View
The line at the little ice cream stand stretched halfway across the park, a winding ribbon of eager faces yearning for a sweet treat on a warm afternoon. The enticing smell of fresh waffle cones filled the air, mingling with the joyous laughter of children who dashed about, playing tag and tumbling in the grass.
Lucas and Joelien stood together in the line, each lost in their own thoughts.
"After all that tedious ring shopping, I think we’ve definitely earned ourselves a reward," Lucas joked, glancing sidelong at his cousin with a playful grin.
Joelien let out a light laugh, her eyes sparkling momentarily. "I could not agree more."
As they inched closer to the front of the line, the elderly man behind the counter greeted them with a warm smile that crinkled
