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58 Picture of brightly-lit Ferris wheel
“Come on,” Anita said, dragging her date by the hand. “Let’s ride the Ferris wheel.”
He protested; trying on excuses. It would be boring, he’d rather look for friends, and he was afraid of heights.
“Bullshit,” Anita said. “Why did we ride the roller coaster then?”
When he ran out of excuses, they climbed into a car. She’d always loved the annual carnival, especially the chance to make out high above the town. No such luck.
When she dated a snooty musician years later, she couldn’t help but think that he wouldn’t have ridden the Ferris wheel with her either.
Anita Dawson. Original character.