Anya
This would be a successful event. Yes, it was partly selfish reasons that drove her to this, but it’s all in the strategy.
Their actual community was small, relatively slow. Well, except for autumn when tourists came to the farms to buy and pick apples. They would stand in line for hours for the varieties of apple pies, apple donuts, and the like on one of the several farms in the community.
It was a whole thing, and Anya tried to stay away from it.
Otherwise, people from the area had come to take part in the festivities.
There were rides, booths with games and whatnot. There was a stage with music, but no band.
Michael Jackson’s Thriller would undoubtedly make its way through the speakers at least a dozen times through the night. However, at least Ayanne had the sense to make
