Saving Evangeline by Nancee Cain

Author:Nancee Cain
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Omnific Publishing
Published: 2015-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“I’VE NEVER BEEN TO A CARNIVAL.” His wonderment is kind of cute as he turns around looking up at all the different colored lights of the artificial happiness. He grabs my hand, and I have to practically jog to keep up with his long stride toward the entrance. Seeing him wearing his jeans, boots, and a faded Jesus Christ Superstar T-shirt, more than one woman turns around to steal a second glance at the good-looking man beside me. A cigarette hangs from his lips and his eyes appear awestruck as his gaze darts back and forth between the rides, the vendors, and the interesting assortment of people illuminated by the colorful lights.

He points up at the Ferris wheel. “Isn’t that great? We have to ride it, if nothing else.” He’s so excited he doesn’t see my scowl. Just the thought of it makes my stomach fall to somewhere around my knees.

The smell of funnel cakes, cigarettes, and popcorn hangs thick in the air. Laughter and the excited squeals of happy children mingle with the calls of the barkers trying to dupe people in to playing their rigged games. He inhales deeply and pats his flat stomach. “I swear I’m full, but I could eat again. Sugar and fat combined, so good it’s gotta be a sin. Let’s sin a little.”

“You do realize the amount of grease in this food could clog a sink pipe don’t you?”

“Don’t be such a Debbie Downer. Come on. I want to ride a couple of the rides, and I’ll even win you a stuffed animal.”

“No you won’t, those games are rigged.”

“See? It’s providence, we were meant to be here.” He points at the Free Admission, tonight only sign.

Despite my protests, he buys a string of tickets for the rides. For this, he’d better be wearing his clerical collar for more free meals tomorrow. But one look at the excitement on his face makes my foul temper dissipate. His infectious enthusiasm reels me in and my own face almost hurts from grinning so much. I can’t remember the last time I truly enjoyed myself.

He pauses to watch some little kids playing in a pit of colored balls. “This is perfect.” He turns to the carnie covered with tats. “We want to go in there.”

The woman ignores him, thumbing through her cell phone.

He clears his throat.

With a heavy sigh, she stops staring at her phone, looks up and says, “No.”

“Why not?” he asks.

She cocks her head to the side, sizing him up. “It’s for little kids.”

My eyes widen when he starts arguing with her. I tug on his hand.

“Remi, stop. She said no. We’re too old.”

“It isn’t posted that there’s an age limit. Quit acting like you’re ninety and live a little, it’ll be fun.” He hands the tattooed woman a string of tickets and an extra five dollars.

Her attitude instantly changes. She pockets the fiver and nods for us to enter. Like a gentleman, he opens the netting and motions me to enter. Rolling my eyes, I pause at the entryway only to be unceremoniously pushed in.

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