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I laughed as Maggie nearly ran into the door in her haste to get into what she probably called heaven.
"Maggie slow down!" I called out, only causing her to squeal and run faster, ecstatic that I was chasing her slowly. I may not be as physically challenged as I was before, but running was still not one of my favorite sports.
Maggie waited for me by the entrance of the store tapping her tiny foot impatiently. I smiled, she reminded me of Alice most of the time, before reaching down and nuzzling my panting face into her red neck.
She squealed, "Ewww, mommy you're sweaty!"
I laughed and walked into the store the bells hooked onto the door tinkling merrily in unison.
"What do you want Mag?" I asked her as we got into the long line of couples, children, and sweaty adults, waiting to satisfy their sweet tooth.
"Ummm" she mumbled, as she craned her neck to look over the bizarrely tall man in a black leather cloak, in front of us.
She pouted, "I can't see anything mama."
She squirmed against me trying to get a better view.
I put her on the ground and said, "Here go look at the ice-cream choices and come back quick cause it's almost our turn."
I smiled and kissed her head and gave her a little push toward the uncrowded space close to us. She gave me big doe eyes, and bit her full lips, with nervousness. She hated being far from me in public. I remember the first time I left her alone for a moment at the grocery store; it had been a catastrophe... She grabbed my hand and tried to pull me with her.
"Mag," I said in a wary voice. "It'll be okay, ill be waiting here for you, I won't leave, I promise."
"But…" she looked at me uncertainly.
"Trust me Mag."
"Kay." She mumbled, while walking to the space, throwing glances back at me every few seconds, as I smiled reassuringly at her.
I looked up and noticed the man in front of us looking at me, with black piercing eyes. I quickly looked away, his penetrating eyes unreadable. A chill ran throughout my body, and the hairs on my neck stood up straight, as if electrified, as the room suddenly felt cold and lonely. I gasped more unneeded air, and looked for Maggie frantically. She was standing a few steps away from me, and looking at me with confused eyes, and came running to me at once.
I crouched down, and spread my arms open, as she hurtled herself into them, "Mommy what's wrong?"
"Nothing sweetie. Mommy's okay." I said as I shivered, and licked my lips nervously.
She gave me a look that said that she clearly did not believe me.
"Mommy." She wined, loudly, causing several people to look over at us.
"Maggie, its nothing I swear!" I said with a lot more force than I intended to, as her little face flinched and looked down.
"Mags I'm sorry," I kissed her cheek, "but nothings wrong I promise."
"Are you sure?" she said with worried eyes, as she looked at me from under her lashes.
"Yes, I'm positive." I said trying to sound strong.
"One hundred percent?"
"One thousand percent" I replied.
"Okay." She mumbled into my neck. "But I promise mommy I won't let nobodys hurt you."
I stiffened as she said that, she knew me more than I gave her credit for.
"Have you figured out what you want?" I said, changing the subject.
"Oh yea!" She squealed. " I want Chocolate Fudge Brownie, pwease."
"Okay." I said as I kissed her black hair.
She resumed to her position of having her head nestled in between my neck and right shoulder blade.
I hesitantly looked out of the corner of my eye to look at the man from before, and saw he wasn't looking at me with those frightening eyes. I took a deep breath to calm my over reacting nerves.
I scolded myself, for overreacting in front of the man. He probably thought I was loony and belonged in a padded cell. Although I tried to convince myself it was nothing, and he was most likely just an old man getting ice cream after work, or something, a part of my brain was screaming there was more than just that.
I looked at him once more, and studied him closely. He was wearing a black leather trench coat it seemed, which was very different that what people usually wore in hot, sunny, California. I could only see him from the side view since he wasn't facing me, but he had deep dark brown hair, which was graying, and he was uniquely handsome, although he looked as if he were in his early 60's. A thought that struck me, was that his skin color was not far from being the same shade as mine, it looked only about one or 2 shades darker. I rarely ever saw anyone as pale as me. Hell, even Maggie wasn't as albino as me, she had inherited Calvin's, warm caramel colored skin.
I barely noticed that about 10 minutes had passed when the mystery mans turn was up, and he slowly walked over to the cashier where a teenage girl about 16 or 17, was counting money into the register. She looked up from the register, and her eyes widened as she took in the site of him, and grew noticeably tense.
"Hi…umm…Welcome…to umm Ben and J-Jerry's, what can…I…umm do for you…today?" She stuttered out.
I felt pity for her. I knew exactly how she felt, but that proves, I thought to myself, that there's something strange about him.
"Next!" I heard a bored man call out from the other side of the room.
I rearranged Maggie into my shoulder and walked over to the cashier.
"Hi, welcome to Ben and Jerry's what can I do for you?" the boy said.
"Hi, I'd like a medium cone of Chocolate Fudge Brownie and a medium cup of Organic Strawberry Ice cream please."
"Okay that'll be nine dollars and 57 cents."
I handed him a 20 and waited for my change and the scoops. I set Maggie onto the ground and smiled at her, and she smiled back too, excitedly.
When he came back a few moments later he looked at me closely before handing me the scoops and said, "Here you g-…hey aren't you Isabella Swan?" he said in a shocked, incredulous voice.
I blushed and mentally cursed for not bringing my big black sunglasses and hat out of the car, to cover up my face.
I mumbled yea, but than quickly whispered, "Can you please not tell anyone I'm here. I'm supposed to be here with my daughter for some alone time…"
He looked at Maggie for a minute who was giving him bambi eyes, just like she did every time someone found out about me, while licking her chocolate cone like an angel. He finally said, "Alright, but can you do me a favor please?" he looked at me earnestly.
"Yea…okay," It wasn't a surprise when fans asked me that, I usually just gave them a few 20's so they could shut their mouths and not call the paparazzi.
"Can I please have your autograph? My girlfriend loves your music and movies and she'd have a stroke if she found out that I met you, and didn't get your autograph."
I laughed, "Alright. This will make her swoon over you, kid." I took out a pen and sheet of paper from my bag and said, "Who should I make it too?"
"Mary-Anne"
I quickly signed it and gave it to him, "Thank you so much…here."
I grabbed his hand into my warm one and placed a 50 bill into it, "Thank you for doing this for me." I said and quickly grabbed my cup, grabbed Maggie's hand and sat at the window, before he could say anything.
Maggie sat across me while licking her cone repeatedly in a rapid motion.
I giggled and said, "Maggie slow down your gonna get a brain freeze! Remember last time?"
She gave me a reproachful look before huffing and taking a slow long lick of her cone while eyeing me.
"That's better."
"Hmph."
"Sooo… how was school today?"
"It was great!" she went on telling me about her day from the moment I dropped her off, to the moment I picked her up. It never ceased to amaze me, how much detail she noticed and talked about; from the color of Mrs. Hale's multi-colored chalk to her best friend, Katie's, maroon socks.
"…And then Emily got mad at Masen, because she heard that Pete told Josh that Cynthia told Lucy that Jackie heard Masen tell Cornell who told everyone, that Emily snored during naptime." She giggled, as she took a ferocious, unlady like bite out of her cone.
"So, overall you had a great day?" I smiled.
"Yep and we also painted cones today for Christmas!" [A/N I used to love doing that Lol.]
I grinned, and looked down into my half full cup and dug my spoon into it when I noticed that Maggie had stopped talking. I looked up to see her glaring over my shoulder.
I turned around and saw the same man from before looking at Maggie and me, with steady eyes. I swallowed my suddenly dry throat and quickly looked back at Maggie. She was still glaring at him, when I asked her if she was ready to leave?
"Yes." She said in a flat tone while continuing to have a starring contest with the strange man.
I stood up quickly nearly tumbling the chair over and grasped Maggie's hand and tugged her away from the table and out into the parking lot.
I hurriedly ran to the coupe and buckled her into the backseat and drove out, wondering why the man was looking out the window at us, as we drove off into the city.
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