“Eighteen luscuios scrumpitous flavors,Chocolate,Lime and CherryCoffee,Pumpkin, Fudge-Banana,Caramel Cream and boysenberry.Rocky Road and Toasted Almond, Butterscotch,Vanilla Dip, Butter Brinkle,Apple Ripple,Coconut,and Mocha Chip, Brandy Peach and Lemon Custard.Each scoop lovely.smooth and round. Tallest cream cone in town lying there on the ground.”

“Eliza got vanilla ice cream with butterscotch sauce, whipped cream, and a cherry. She asked me to get chocolate ice cream with hot fudge and marshmallows. This way, she explained, we could share without overlapping flavors. Except she was pretty goddamn stingy with hers. She only gave me one bite. Meanwhile I was supposed to let her eat half of mine.”

“Age does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice cream fall from the cone.”

“I am not plain, or average or - God forbid - vanilla. I am peanut butter rocky road with multicolored sprinkles, hot fudge and a cherry on top.”

“Oh that voice, so sweet. Rich, like the taste of vanilla ice cream, vowels like flute music, warm caramel consonants. She could float in that voice forever and not miss a thing.”

“She had two lips like strawberries, and the seeds gave her kisses texture. I preferred kissing her over two scoops of vanilla ice cream.”