taking Buddy to the amusement park

taking Buddy to the amusement park

fiction
edward w pritchard

Today is the once a year day when the small family takes Buddy to the amusement park. The last time we went was when Buddy was ten.

Mother walks with a tight face eyes forward towards the right for she is the cause of judgment in the eyes of the crowds temporarily distracted  from the task of enjoying themselves here at the fair.

Father is oblivious to the crowds for he must concentrate always to remember where the car is parked
row and slot number and clutch tightly to Buddy's hand to maintain order with Buddy in the midst of the mayhem of the fair.

Buddy is very excited. He is drinking a bright scarlet snow cone with a twisted plastic spoon looking excitedly for Mickey Mouse in costume and in character to stroll about the runway.

Soon it will be time to deal with the first line at the first amusement ride. How will buddy react to the wait? The last time Buddy was in line at an amusement park he was ten, five years ago. A lot has happened since then but Buddy is pretty much still the same.

Father is mumbling under his breath as he walks row 27c slot number 37 over and over.

It's a warm sunny day at the fair today. No one has a care in the world here at the State's largest amusement park this peaceful Summer's day.