Lucy Hates J.P. Licks
J.P. Licks is an ice-cream parlor I frequent a few times a week. (A few would be three.) Normally during the winter J.P. Licks is dead but this winter it has been anything but. I frequent J.P. Licks so often that I’m on a first name basis with many of the scoopers.
This is Lucy. She works at J.P. Licks. She hates it. Typically she would be bored on any given winter evening but not on this unseasonably mild evening when the line of patrons stretched out the door. Poor Lucy found herself without a gun. And just look at all the buttons on that touch-screen. Christ.
