There'd been no sweets at Camp Green Lake, of course. But when his mom
put the towering bowl of coconut almond fudge in front of him, Stanley
realized he wasn't hungry for it.
Hector was. Hector was tearing through that ice cream like it was the
first he'd had - ever. Which, given his past, it might've been. When
his bowl was empty (and refilled and gone again), Hector picked up his
spoon and licked it clean; slowly, thoroughly. Unable to look away,
Stanley realized why he didn't want the ice cream - he wanted to be
the ice cream.