10:00 am

I changed plan. Instead of going for the backdoor, I just broke one of its front window and forced the door leading to the rear. I was kinda lucky since I only had to try thrice to take it down. If I were still a kid, I would certainly be in heaven, and I was in heaven. All the flavors, toppings and cones I'd once dreamt of were all before me, the ice trays filled to their rims. O Summer! Never had I tasted you in your full glory!

I popped my head through the remains of the window I broke and called out for her.

"Hey! What flavor do you want?"

"…Surprise me, Mr. Burglar!"

So I wondered what taste could the sky have? I had a hint, but I won't write it down here. Let's just say it was 'blue'.