Saturday afternoon around 3:00pm, detective Michael picked Timothy up from his home, and drove straight to Hilley's Ice Cream Shop.
"Hey detective?" Timothy said, feeling happy.
"How are you kid?" Michael asked.
"I'm fine," Timothy said.
"You ready for some ice cream?" Michael asked.
"Yeah I am, thanks, " Timothy said.
"Welcome, " Michael said.
They soon arrived at Hilley's and went inside. The ice cream shop was an average size shop. It was almost the same size of a barbershop. It was also designed as a barbershop. The tile floors were in square sizes colored black and white. There were high seats and high tables that are the same color as the floor. Michael went up to the counter check out.
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