He left and made his way to Dad. He stayed there for a few minutes and I even saw the two of them look back at my seat. I just stared at them as I continued to consume the sticky ice cream in my hand. He came back in front of me but he didn't have any ice cream. I sniffed and looked at dad and saw him pushing his card again.
"Hmm, where's your ice cream?"
"I bought it all. I told him to just give it to the people he meets."
My mouth went agape on what he said. Wow. I forgot, this is a Vidalio I'm with. Levi Vidalio. He chuckled again. I wiped my mouth with my hand because he might be laughing at the melted ice cream on my face. When my hand was sticky and the small cone was sticking to my palm.
I looked behind him to find a trash can but he took it in my hand and quickly
