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they took off through the crowd at the carnival.
         “Girls!” Neil adjusted his baseball cap.
“Shit, they’re gone.”
         Trina walked beside him.
         Swarms of little kids ran past them. Men
and women gathered at the food stands.
         “Well.” He pointed to the various tents and
stands. “This is the carnival.”
         She straightened her shades. “I know what
one looks like, I’ve just never been to one.”
         “We have this every year. I can tell you
where everything is.”
         “Okay.”
         He pointed to a line of colorful tents and
stands where kids and adults gathered. “You can play Ping Pong Pitch, Ring
Toss, Free Throw, Balloon Darts, Milk Bottles, Ball Bounce, any game you could
think of is right there.”
         She smiled. “Okay.” She pointed to a group
of kids who stood in front of a bin of water, fishing for something. “What’s
that?”
         “Panning for Gold.”
         Trina gawked as they passed. “I bet you’ve
played all these games.”
         “Been playing them since I could walk.” He
pointed to a line of people standing in front of a woman with balloons. “That’s
a balloon artist.”
         “Cool.” Trina beamed. “She makes animals
and stuff out of balloons, right?”
         “Yep.”
         The woman passed a little boy some yellow
balloons she’d twisted into a dog.
         “That’s so cute,” Trina said.
         They walked farther down, bumping into
people who concentrated more on their food than the sights.
         “Ah.” Neil stopped in front of a group of
stands. “You smell that?”
         “Hmm-mmm.” She took in the delicious aroma
of sweets, frying corn, and caramel.
         “Smells like heaven, doesn’t it?” Neil
inhaled and exhaled. “The best part of the carnival, baby. The food.” He guided
her to the packed lines. “I know the menu by heart. Anything you could imagine
is here. What do you want?”
         “It smells good but…”
         A man passed Trina with a container of chili
cheese fries.
         “I think I’ll pass.” She patted her
stomach. “I watch what I eat.”
         “I watch what I eat, too,” Neil said.
“Watch it going into my mouth. Now, you cannot come to a carnival and get the
true experience unless you stuff your face.”
         People walked past with funnel cakes,
cotton candy, corn dogs, fried pickles, and nachos.
         “Goodness.” Trina turned up her nose.
“Everything’s so fattening and greasy-looking. The carbs in one of these things
alone…”
         “You don’t have to watch your figure.” Neil
glanced at her butt. “I don’t mind doing it for you.”
         She nudged him, laughing. “Behave.”
         “One day of pigging out isn’t gonna hurt,
Trina.”
         “Next!” The heavyset woman with the notepad
gestured to them.
         “We’ll have two chocolate funnel cakes,”
Neil said to the woman. “Two medium nachos, two orders of barbecued wings, two
fried pickles, and two—”
         “ Neil .” Trina swatted his
arm. “We can’t eat all that.”
         “The hell we can’t. Besides, I’m not
finished.” He looked at the woman. “Two deep fried Twinkies, some popcorn and…”

CHAPTER
TWELVE
        
         “ Whoo !” Trina
threw her empty funnel cake container on the table. “That was amazing.”
         She and Neil sat at one of the eating
areas, along with others who were gorging themselves to death.
         Neil chomped on a barbecued chicken wing.
“I told you.”
         “Man.” Trina leaned back and stretched her
legs out under the table. “I can’t believe I ate all that.” She pushed the food
containers out of the way.
         “The day’s still young.” Neil licked
barbecue sauce off his thumb. “After we eat, then we hit the rides. The Ferris
wheel is my favorite.”
         “You must be