Suddenly, I was quite alarmed when I heard the cracking sound of some dried branches breaking behind me. You know, there were not many neighbors living in my area. Sometimes some of them came to my house to have some tea and had a chat with my mom. But most of them were seniors who enjoyed their retirement years.

      I turned around and saw a woman standing right behind me. She was about my mother’s age, maybe a little bit older, and she was wearing a white blouse and a brown skirt. I was quite stunned;. I never saw her before. What does she want?

      She was smiling and came towards me. I stepped back and watched her curiously.

      “Don’t be afraid. I just want to say hi to you,” she said. Her voice was so sweet and calm. “Aren’t you the boy who live up there?” she asked and pointed at the hill.

    “Yes,” I replied. She was holding something in her hands. Something looked juicy and cold. I could see some ice drops from the outside. Ice cream! You know, as an ice-cream boy, I was used to recognize ice cream in any packaging.

      She saw my look. She smiled and raised her hand. “Do you like ice cream? Do you want some?” she asked.

      I could not move. I starred at the big plastic bag with some ice drops from the outside. “Hum, well, actually I already had breakfast and I have to go to school. Thanks, Ma’am,” I turned around and run as fast as I could. The image of chocolate ice cream she was holding still playing in my mind. I could not think of anything and neither see the path in front of me. I stumbled and fell rolling down the forest.

      My packed lunch slipped from my fingers. My mom always made some food for my lunch as she always wanted me to live in a trifty way. “Of course it will be much better if you bring your own food to school rather than buy it in the food stalls there. It is healthier and saves a lot of money,” her brown eyes smiled at me and she caressed my hair gently. “And don’t eat too much ice cream at school!” My mom knew me well. Sometimes she made a big bucket of ice cream in a hot and bright afternoon just to make me feel comfortable at home. She knew that I would ask her more money to buy ice cream and run across the town to get some. Although sometimes I did not obey her and ate at least two cups of ice cream at school, still, she was the most wonderful mother I have ever known. And then, I remembered nothing as I began to lose my consciousness.

      ***

      “Is he awake yet?”

      “I don’t think so. He fell off pretty hard and his head was knocked pretty bad. Lucky I was there.”

      “Do you know him?”

      “No. But I saw him once sitting down up the hill and eating ice cream.”

      “Ice cream? What a coincidence!”

      I heard some voices around me. I tried to open my eyes but it was not easy, you know, as my head was still spinning. Pain in my neck hit me like a lightning. “Argh!” I screamed.

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