The wheels of Mark’s truck left the pavement and rolled onto the freshly cut grass in the field across from the fairgrounds. He pulled in next to another pickup truck and parked it. They could hear the sound of the music blending with the laughter of children.
“Let’s go have some fun,” he told her.
He took her hand and she slid off the seat behind him. The smell of fried pickles and elephant ears overwhelmed them. “What do you want to do first?” he asked her.
“I wanna see the animals. That’s my favorite part.”
“That’s what I was gonna guess,” he said.
They walked into the first pole barn. Long rows of cages sat upon tables that stood in a line from one end to the other. Nicole went from cage to cage smiling at the cute rabbits and clucking chickens. “I don’t know why I love them so mu
