Chapter Eight - Part Two
Jared nodded; the glee was evident in his eyes. She smiled, glad they were on the same page. They walked the short distance to Coral Island, the largest amusement arcade in the entirety of Blackpool. Their eyes adjusted to the darkness as soon as they set foot on the garish, red, patterned carpet. The air was thick with the smell of popcorn, the sound of coins clinking on the machines, and the latest pop music blasting through the speakers, assaulting their ears. Children ran around, screaming gleefully, adding to the lively atmosphere. The smell of traditional fish and chips wafted into Felicity’s nose. She almost hoped she was a little hungry, so she could justify stuffing her face with food. Instead, she headed towards the change machine. She inserted a pound coin and out spat a bunch
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