Chapter 35: Wanna make purple?

“Hey!”

Fable flinched, swirling around as Nikos came running over, a huge grin on his face as he carried two snow cones in his hand, one blue and one red. He stopped in front of them, giving a respectful nod to the older woman, pride shining on his face as he turned to her.

“I remembered you said you liked cherry-flavored stuff, so,” He held out the red-colored snowcone, happiness lighting up his expression.

She held her hands out to grab the sweet treat, but she couldn’t respond, too busy choking on her emotions as they lumped up in her throat with nowhere else to go.

“Oh, my,” The older woman chuckled, “What a nice young man.”

Nikos grinned, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, “Thank you, Ma’am.”

The old woman surveyed Nikos, looking him up and down, then smiled knowingly, “You seem quite familiar, young man. Have I seen you somewhere before?”

Both Fable and Nikos stiffened.