"Dimples" (a short story)
A few years ago, I wrote up a short story about a boy & a girl and an ice cream shop, and it came to be the first short story I would finish. And I'm finally ready to introduce them to you, keep reading to get a glimpse into a summery meet cute!
The caramel, toasted scent of freshly pressed waffles wafted through the quaint ice cream shop, swimming through the air with the strums of Greaseās Summer Love, coaxing a hum out of the ice cream boy. He glided from station to station whispering the verses and tapping the lilac counter to its beat, fingers faltering with the tinkle of the bell as Farah ventured into āchillinā. āGood evening,ā¦
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