Ferris Wheel
Mikaela sat down solemnly, her body jumping as the familiar potbellied man with graying sideburns slammed the gate closed on her. Eyes welling up with tears she began her slow climb. She wasn’t sure why she was here without him, it didn’t feel the same without him, but her feet had carried her all the way here. To the fair that sat permanently in this small town. Internally she is regretting her decision. As the upbeat music pounds through high up sound systems, she fought hard against tears. As the Ferris Wheel took her ever higher she imagined that she and him WERE the Ferris Wheel. She wished that they were forever turning, never returning to the harsh reality of the ground. They used to come here together all the time. The bright bulbs on the long metal strips of bar flashing that familiar pattern of color burned in her mind. Blue, orange, green, pink, and yellow.
