Chapter 37 A Gift For A Friend

• First, Jeff took her for a walk around the block. They stopped at every stand or food truck to try what they sold. Crepes, lattes, sandwiches, sausages, ice cream, and more.
• "No, no, no," she objected when Jeff pointed out the nearest stand. It sold kebabs, and she was starting to feel full even though it was tempting. It was time to stop, or her stomach would hurt.
• "Just a bite," he coaxed but still pulled her hand with him even though she refused. "Two kebabs, please," he said to a young man, the salesman behind the counter.