“Hey!”

Fable flinched, swirling around as Nikos came running over, a huge grin on his face as he carried two snow cones in his hand, one blue and one red. He stopped in front of them, giving a respectful nod to the older woman, pride shining on his face as he turned to her.

“I remembered you said you liked cherry-flavored stuff, so,” He held out the red-colored snowcone, happiness lighting up his expression.

She held her hands out to grab the ...