The girl looked excited in her mother's arms. Her hands that weren't holding the ice cream clenched tightly. Her small lips continued to utter some words that were sometimes inaudible to Michael's ears.
Some lovers even stopped walking, chuckled, and pointed at the girl. The mother of the girl turned around and stroked her daughter's back.
With a smile, Michael nodded his head.
Before the child continued to chatter, her mother covered her mouth with her hand. The woman laughed awkwardly, she then nodded her head once. "Sorry, sorry, we'll go first. My husband has been waiting there..."
Without waiting for an answer from Michael, the woman turned around and walked away. From a distance, the boy could hear the woman's voice, which seemed to be slowly scolding her child.