I decide to take a walk around, I am putting on a coat. It’s a little chilly outisde.
I reach into my pocket for my phone.
Rebecca’s message is still there.
I stare at it for while, I am really not up for dinner with family. But meeting her mother might give me the information I need, if Rebecca’s playing me or not. Would someone who wants to ruin my life invite me to dinner with their mum?
I am not sure anymore.
I type out a reply sure, why not and hit send before I even get to change my mind.
I pass by an ice cream truck. I notice a little boy holding on to his mother. Literally dragging her to the truck and pointing with excitement.
“No Jon, not today”
“Please mum,” I hear him say.
I stand there for a while hands in my pocket enjoying the charade.
“Come on boy, I wou
