Phoebe
Phoebe was glad he seemed to rebound from the terrifying experience. It reminded her of Harper and his flexibility. It was a good trait to have but made her oddly sad. "Well my favorite is strawberry cheesecake. But your dad's is salted caramel." she said, pointing them out. "Why don't you have a little of all of them though?" she suggested.
She glanced at the shop owner who merely nodded. She had delivered one of his children in a difficult delivery without extra charge once upon a time. Her son had never tasted ice cream, and she wanted him to have the freedom of choosing whatever he wanted. She could give him that at least.
She glanced at the shop owner who merely nodded. She had delivered one of his children in a difficult delivery without extra charge once upon a time. Her son had never tasted ice cream, and she wanted him to have the freedom of choosing whatever he wanted. She could give him that at least.
she's changed, you can see it in her eyes
