Float

Lewis’ first memory of meeting Billy is a sticky coke float. Their parents had sat at neighbouring tables in the shiny new ice cream house that had just opened. And when Lewis had looked, Billy’s face was already covered in ice cream. He’d not tried one before, so after discreetly leaning on his mum to ask what it was, a coke float had been what he’d ordered. He’d been just as sticky and messy after probably a minute, and is equally bad now, years later, replicating the thing with rum and coke. ...