Chapter 47 Weird Smile

• TRICIA
• As I leaned against the wooden chair, scooping my chocolate ice cream, my mind wandered back to the ice cream stand I’d visited earlier. I wonder why the vendor kept smiling at me when handing over our order of two ice cream cups and a bag of popcorn.
• It's not like my order was put of place or unusual from what people normally order. His eyes stayed on me for too long, his teeth was flashing in a way that made me feel uneasy.