Ice Cream Summer by Megan Atwood

Author:Megan Atwood
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

CHAPTER 9

Vanilla Ice Cream. That’s It. No Hiding Anything.

Uh,” Lizzie said.

“Um . . . ,” Peter said.

“What?” Olive and Sarah said in unison.

“Why are you spying on me? I saw you in Annabelle’s, and then outside of Dinah’s, doing some sort of weird group dance. Then this guy in Hakeem’s. And now I overhear you saying you’re going to follow me home. What gives?”

Sarah was impressed by how calm he was. She didn’t think she’d be that calm, that was for sure. But she knew the jig was up. She just hoped Lizzie had started breathing again.

Then Sarah realized something: they could have just been caught by a thief! So why was HE giving THEM a hard time? She put on a mean look.

“Let’s go back inside, mister,” Sarah said. “We have some questions for you.” She put her hands on her hips and stared him down.

He shrugged. “Okay.”

The five of them walked back in and Dinah said, “Your group keeps growing!”

Sarah mumbled under her breath, “Tell me about it.”

They found a booth. Beckett sat on one side and the four of them scrunched in on the other, Lizzie crammed against the wall, looking terrified and still clinging to the paper from Annabelle’s. Sarah hung off the edge of the seat, keeping herself on it with no small effort of legwork. She tried to keep her look as mean as she could muster.

“We have some questions for YOU, Mr. Question-Asker,” she said, her foot sliding so she almost fell off the bench. She scrunched into the booth more tightly and heard Lizzie grunt.

Beckett looked confused. “What are you talking about?”

Olive tried to lean forward, but she seemed stuck. “At the ice cream stand. You were asking us a bunch of questions.”

“So?”

“So,” Sarah continued, standing up—a choice that was entirely her own and not because she couldn’t keep her balance on the bench. “Better for intimidating thieves,” she thought to herself. “So, you wanted to know all about how much money we made.”

Beckett furrowed his brow. “Kind of. I mean, that was part of it.”

Lizzie squeaked. Olive and Sarah said at the same time, “She means ‘Why?’ ” Sarah stared at Olive. Olive shifted.

“Well, because I write for the newspaper. ‘Kids’ Corner’? I’m doing a story on your ice cream stand because it’s run by four kids. I thought that was really cool. And the fact that you’re trusted with so much money is super-cool too.”

Sarah slumped back on the bench, practically in Olive’s lap. Well. That made sense, unfortunately.

“Oh,” said Olive and Peter at the same time.

Lizzie said, “See?”

Sarah said, “Dang.”

Beckett leaned forward. “What is this all about? Are you upset I’m doing a story?”

Olive said, “We just lost—” but Sarah interrupted.

With a pasted-on smile, she said, “Gotcha! Ha ha! We just thought it would be funny to get your attention. So that you’ll come back for the zombie hayride in the fall and write about it. So we can get more customers!”

Beckett furrowed his brow again. His look said, “You four are really strange.

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