Marlee was about to jump out of her skin. She wanted to yell and dance and scream, "I would, I would. I love ice cream anytime. I like any color ice cream. I don't care if it's hot or cold outside. I love ice cream!"
She was sitting on Uncle B's lap and could hear every word that her Grandma B and her Uncle were saying. Oh, she so wished that she was big enough to tell them that she would help with the ice cream shop. She needed to talk to her friend, Stashia. She hopped off her Uncle's lap and found her friend. She told Stashia about the ice cream shop idea. Well, Stashia not only liked the idea, she loved the idea. Ice cream was something that the Short Person and she agreed upon. It was good any time.
Marlee said that she could be their advertising girl. She could have her pictures on a sign. People would know that the ice cream was good if little kids like her liked it. Being a good business dog, Stashia said that she would back up her idea if she got a cut of the free ice cream that Marlee would be working for. Marlee agreed."Huh. her idea?" thought Marlee. It really didn't matter as long as she could "work" for free ice cream she decided.
Well Grandma B, Uncle B, and lots of other folks decided that an ice cream shop just might work any time of the year.
Marlee got her job and Stashia cashed in on occasional free ice cream. Everyone was a winner.
Uncle B's shop will probably be in the Fortune 500 with Marlee advertising for him! lol
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ReplyDeleteI'll come buy ice cream from her. Yummy
ReplyDeleteYay, Virgie! We missed you!!
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