Chapter Twenty-Four
The carnival looked almost exactly the same. It had the same delicious smells of popcorn and cotton candy, the same twinkling lights, and the same corny music spilling out of the speakers.
Holding hands, we weaved our way through the crowds. Caroline was so excited her feet barely touched the ground as she bounced and pointed at each game and refreshment booth we passed. When we got to the rides, she was so cute with her little face scrunched up, thinking hard about which one to go on first.
I thought for sure Caroline would head straight for the kiddie train or the sparkling lights of the carousel. Nope, the moment she spotted a ride called Tornado, almost an exact duplicate of Zero Gravity, she screamed.
“Ahhh! That one! I wanna ride that one!”
My jaw dropped at
