Chapter Eleven
The following Friday evening, Nikki suggested they go out for ice cream and take a walk through the city. The weather was fair and not too hot, and Sarah agreed.
They stopped first at the Van Kleek and Van Kleek Tasty Chill, which had stood by the old bank ever since even the girls' parents were little—1960, claimed the giant neon-wreathed clock within the rear of the tiny building. Sarah ordered an old-fashioned chocolate malt, while Nikki got a banana split. They sat on the low concrete wall at the edge of the little parking lot, where a low rise apparently had been cut back, leaving a difference of two or three feet between the higher parking spaces of the little ice cream shop and the much greater expanse of the parking lot shared by the Country Ma
