It's one of the hottest days of summer we have had. The sweat is dripping down my neck and soaking my shirt. But it's okay because I'm next in line to get an ice cold dillicous creamy. It's a long line, I have been waiting for over five minuets and can't wait to take my ice cream into the shade and cool off. I peek over the lady infront of me's shoulder to see what is taking so long and then I see it. She is taking penny by penny out of her purse. With each clank on the counter the employee adds one number. They're at fifty five and the ice cream is two dollars and thirty cents just for a small. I dont know what to do, with each number they count the sun beats down on me twice as hard. I can't do this any longer, I need my ice cream!