Lake Lewisia #532

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Evgeniya spent so much time either designing new recipes or cooking up the successful ones, she seldom had time or appetite to indulge in frozen confections herself, subsisting instead on sandwiches sent over by Leslie and eaten in the back office at Zelena Mishka. Sometimes, though, when the evening air felt just hot enough to soften ice cream but not melt it, she left the front counter to the kids and wandered out onto the patio. She would slurp at an ice pop that matched the sunset and tasted of grapefruit and daydreams, eating up the light and breeze as much as the sugar.

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