Another warm spring day, on the verge of summer, and Francesco’s pizza truck was hoppin’
*Phone rings* “Hello, this is City Pizza, how can I help you?
*Phone rings again. And again. And again.
“Sofia, darling, we just had four delivery orders come in. I need you to hop on your scooter and get these to our customers before they get cold,” Francesco said as he handed the stack of pizzas to his daughter.
“Alright Dad, I’m on it. I’ll get those pizzas delivered on time,” Sofia said as she kick-started her scooter and raced off