Chapter 41. Mrs, Not Ms

ERIC's POV

"Can I get her ice cream?" She asked. There was a slight hesitation in the lady's eyes, then she nodded when her child stared up at her. Then she rose from her position and hurried toward me.

"I want to buy an ice cream, but I don't have any money."

I stared blankly at her speechless at her request. She didn't have any money, yet she was pleading to get a child an ice cream.

"Can we get an ice cream for little Lily?" She said and before I could give her any reply, she was already pulling my arm. "Please," she begged, giving me cute puppy eyes.

"Let's go," I said, letting her pull me freely. I followed her to the ice cream truck.

"Hello Mr, can I have three cones of ice cream? Two vanilla and a strawberry."

I watched her hurry to the kid after collecting the cones of ice cream from the vendor. I couldn't hear what they were saying from this position, but I saw her hand the two strawberries to the child, then the vanilla to the moth