Car rides are fun. Movies? Definitely.
Amusement parks? Oh, hell no.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," I say as we walk pass the ticket booth where Julian had purchased an all night pass for the both of us. "Really? This is the best you could do?"
He simply shrugs. "We both needed a distraction from the s**t show that was our lives. You couldn't be holed up at the farmhouse forever."
I mean, we could. There were a lot of things that would keep up busy. One idea in particular don't involve clothes.
We pass by a ring toss booth where a few familiar classmates stood manning the game.
It's some kind of project the student council had every year where they work at the amusement park or have their own game stand to raise enough money for the children's hospital. Last year, it
