"One chocolate ice cream and one vanilla ice -" Miguel was cut off when he felt a tugging at his shirt. He looked down at his son who clearly wanted something.
"Can I have sprinkles and cookies on mine, dad?" Dominic asked in a small and shy voice.
Miguel smiled and nodded and repeated his request to the woman at the counter.
The cashier nodded and took his payment and gestured for them to wait for their order at the side. Miguel thanked the woman and led his son to wait for their order.
Miguel noticed that Dominic had already realized that they had attracted the attention of many patrons of the shop.
"Are you alright?" Miguel asked his son. He was worried that the little boy would be scared by the number of people looking at them and gossiping about them.
"I'm fine, dad." Dominic said with a nod. "It's nothing different from school earlier today." The boy confessed as a server handed them their orders.