The lines are long because school just got out last week so all the parents are here with their babies and toddlers, even though there are only like five rides for little kids. Macy is grouchy because she skipped breakfast and the line is long and she wants to get into the park to get something to eat. Jane is grouchy because she skipped breakfast because that’s been her thing ever since she made the cheerleading squad and she doesn’t want to watch me and Macy eat.
Inside the park, we rush by all the families with the babies who are lining up for the carousel. Macy finds something to eat. The log ride isn’t running yet so I don’t rush her. Last time, Jane’s dad dropped us off, we rode it 18 times because it was a cold day and no-one else wanted to go on it. We went on it because the guy who lets people on the ride is super cute. Macy has a boyfriend, so she doesn’t care, and Jane says she just likes the rush.
Macy and Jane go on the revolution, a giant battleship that almost goes upside down, and I won’t go on it because I don’t like the feel of falling. But after, we climb all the steps up to the top of the log ride, at least three stories up, if we were measuring by the office buildings nearby. And when we get to the top, I see Joe, with his curly brown hair and puppy dog eyes, and he waves a little and says, “You girls are back again. It was Lilly, right?”
I don’t mind the fall, and the climb, and the fall, again.
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