ordered peppermint with hot fudge. Carole went with strawberry and whipped cream. “Hold the cherry, please.”
All eyes turned to Stevie, whose creations were legendary. Lisa and Carole were of the opinion that she ordered the most revolting combinations so that nobody would ever ask for a taste. Still, they had to admit she had elevated it to an art form. Stevie cleared her throat. “I’d like a scoop of rum raisin and a scoop of bubble gum. I want marshmallow fluff on the raisin, and pineapple sauce on the gum.” She put down the menu.
Looking relieved, the waitress turned to leave, but Stevie continued. “Of course, I’ll be needing a few other toppings, as well.” The woman stopped and sighed. Stevie paused for effect. “I’m thinking … whipped cream, Gummi Bears, and pistachios.”
The waitress swallowed hard. “Will that be all?”
“Hmmm, have I forgotten anything?” Stevie looked at her friends, her eyes twinkling. “Oh yes, of course, silly me! Chocolate sprinkles, and cover it all with cherry juice but,” she winked at Carole, “hold the cherry.” Stevie saw the waitress’s hand actually tremble as she wrote down the last of the order.
Lisa tried to suppress a fit of giggles. “You are going to drive that poor woman to a nervous breakdown.”
Stevie was about to reply when she saw Alex coming through the door. “Uh-oh.”
“What is it?” Carole asked, concerned.
“I forgot that I promised to meet my brothers at the mall.”
“Still haven’t figured out a present for your mom and dad?” Lisa asked sympathetically.
“Not even close,” Stevie said, discouraged. “The more we talk about it, the more we fight. It’s making me crazy.”
“I’m sure you’re not the only one,” Carole said, noticing the look of annoyance on Alex’s face.
“Stevie!” he snapped, stalking up to their table. “I’ve been waiting almost half an hour for you. Come on, the next bus is due any minute!”
“Hi, Alex,” Lisa said.
Alex acknowledged their presence with a distracted wave but kept his eyes on his sister. “Will you move it? We’re supposed to meet Chad and Michael at the pizza parlor.”
Stevie rose to her feet reluctantly. “Sorry, guys, duty calls.” She made a mock salute and started to leave.
“What about your sundae?” Lisa asked.
“Oh! I almost forgot.” She turned to her brother. “Meet me at the bus stop. I’ll be right out.”
“You better, because I’m not gonna ask them to hold the bus for you.”
As Alex left, Stevie hurried over to the waitress, who was now working behind the counter. “Excuse me, but have you started making my sundae yet?”
“No, I was saving that for last,” she said glumly. “In case you changed your mind.” She brightened suddenly. “Have you?”
“Not exactly. I’m afraid I have to cancel the order. Something came up.”
The waitress visibly cheered up further, looking like a death row inmate who had gotten a last-minute pardon. “Oh, what a shame.”
“Yeah, I know, but my friends will be staying.”
“Well that’s good, because I’m almost finished with theirs.” She topped off some pink ice cream and juicy-looking red strawberries with a generous squirt of whipped cream.
Stevie suddenly had a brainstorm. She rushed over to the booth where Lisa and Carole were sitting.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at the bus stop?” asked Carole, looking up.
“Yes, but I’ve got a great idea and I need you two tohelp me carry it out.” She took out a pen and grabbed a napkin. “I need you to order a pizza for me from Pizza Joe’s in the mall.”
“What do you want on it?”
Stevie looked back toward the ice cream counter and grinned, handing the pen and napkin to her friend. “Write this down.”
When Stevie finished dictating the order she literally bolted for the door, leaving her two friends shaking their heads in wonder.
Carole studied the paper in her hand. “Her brothers are not going to believe
All eyes turned to Stevie, whose creations were legendary. Lisa and Carole were of the opinion that she ordered the most revolting combinations so that nobody would ever ask for a taste. Still, they had to admit she had elevated it to an art form. Stevie cleared her throat. “I’d like a scoop of rum raisin and a scoop of bubble gum. I want marshmallow fluff on the raisin, and pineapple sauce on the gum.” She put down the menu.
Looking relieved, the waitress turned to leave, but Stevie continued. “Of course, I’ll be needing a few other toppings, as well.” The woman stopped and sighed. Stevie paused for effect. “I’m thinking … whipped cream, Gummi Bears, and pistachios.”
The waitress swallowed hard. “Will that be all?”
“Hmmm, have I forgotten anything?” Stevie looked at her friends, her eyes twinkling. “Oh yes, of course, silly me! Chocolate sprinkles, and cover it all with cherry juice but,” she winked at Carole, “hold the cherry.” Stevie saw the waitress’s hand actually tremble as she wrote down the last of the order.
Lisa tried to suppress a fit of giggles. “You are going to drive that poor woman to a nervous breakdown.”
Stevie was about to reply when she saw Alex coming through the door. “Uh-oh.”
“What is it?” Carole asked, concerned.
“I forgot that I promised to meet my brothers at the mall.”
“Still haven’t figured out a present for your mom and dad?” Lisa asked sympathetically.
“Not even close,” Stevie said, discouraged. “The more we talk about it, the more we fight. It’s making me crazy.”
“I’m sure you’re not the only one,” Carole said, noticing the look of annoyance on Alex’s face.
“Stevie!” he snapped, stalking up to their table. “I’ve been waiting almost half an hour for you. Come on, the next bus is due any minute!”
“Hi, Alex,” Lisa said.
Alex acknowledged their presence with a distracted wave but kept his eyes on his sister. “Will you move it? We’re supposed to meet Chad and Michael at the pizza parlor.”
Stevie rose to her feet reluctantly. “Sorry, guys, duty calls.” She made a mock salute and started to leave.
“What about your sundae?” Lisa asked.
“Oh! I almost forgot.” She turned to her brother. “Meet me at the bus stop. I’ll be right out.”
“You better, because I’m not gonna ask them to hold the bus for you.”
As Alex left, Stevie hurried over to the waitress, who was now working behind the counter. “Excuse me, but have you started making my sundae yet?”
“No, I was saving that for last,” she said glumly. “In case you changed your mind.” She brightened suddenly. “Have you?”
“Not exactly. I’m afraid I have to cancel the order. Something came up.”
The waitress visibly cheered up further, looking like a death row inmate who had gotten a last-minute pardon. “Oh, what a shame.”
“Yeah, I know, but my friends will be staying.”
“Well that’s good, because I’m almost finished with theirs.” She topped off some pink ice cream and juicy-looking red strawberries with a generous squirt of whipped cream.
Stevie suddenly had a brainstorm. She rushed over to the booth where Lisa and Carole were sitting.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at the bus stop?” asked Carole, looking up.
“Yes, but I’ve got a great idea and I need you two tohelp me carry it out.” She took out a pen and grabbed a napkin. “I need you to order a pizza for me from Pizza Joe’s in the mall.”
“What do you want on it?”
Stevie looked back toward the ice cream counter and grinned, handing the pen and napkin to her friend. “Write this down.”
When Stevie finished dictating the order she literally bolted for the door, leaving her two friends shaking their heads in wonder.
Carole studied the paper in her hand. “Her brothers are not going to believe
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