After a while in the sky, we finally arrived at the park. The noise—the groaning of machinery, the constant chattering of people wandering about so disorderly—felt strangely familiar, like something I'd seen before… in a happy memory. But the feeling didn't last long. All I could think about was cotton candy, games, and stuffed toys.
I screamed with excitement as the roller coaster dropped, the rattling of its wheels growing louder and faster while the wind exploded against our faces. Christine, sitting beside me, screamed in terror, surely wondering why she'd bothered putting on so much makeup only to have it ruined by the wind and her own tears. The twins sat behind us, unfazed and uninterested in the whole scene, as expected.
When the ride ended, Christine rushed off in search o
