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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020
Submitted to Contest #53
The sound of the icecream truck always made me feel at home. My ears would perk up like a dog's to the sound of a can opener. If there wasn't any money in my pocket, I'd rush to my piggy bank, or the sofa, my parents were last; who needs more chores? The pitch of the music elevated as the white truck slowly peeked around the corner. The kids weren't far behind it. Some barefoot, some in sandals. I waited at the edge of my driveway with 50 cents in my hand, the exact price of a red, white and blue popsicle. The truck slowed down and the cheer...
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