RIVER
Taylor finally stopped the car at an ice-cream store. From the outside, it looked like there was no one there, and it would make sense that there would be no one there since it was a Tuesday morning.
"Come on in," he said as he got out of the car and stood by the door of the store. I took a deep breath and walked up to him. He opened the door, and I went in. The store had only two tables with people on them.
We walked side by side, our bodies barely grazing as we walked to the counter. A young lady who looked like she would rather be anywhere else than there. She had an apron with the name of the store written across and a forced smile on her face.
"Hello, welcome to Inky Cream. How can I help you?"
"We would like to order, please," Tyalor said, and her eyes ran up and down his
