“This game is a cheat,” Brody whined. He attempted to throw the rings onto the top of bottles for the last twenty minutes. If he succeeded, he’d win a prize. The poor young guy behind the counter had been looking at him with pity for the last ten of those minutes, causing me to giggle.
“Let me try.” I grabbed the bin of hoops out of his hands, positioning myself in front of the bottles. The first few I threw clanked around, falling off the bottles.
“Not as easy as it looks,” Brody mocked, crossing his arms.
I threw the remaining hoops, landing ten of the fifteen left on bottles, including the one in the center. That meant I got the major prize. Turning towards Brody, I stuck my tongue out, happily grabbing the giant teddy bear from the worker.
“Not fair,” he whined. I turned towa
