Yep, another Lillian McFerrin writes prompt, she is addictive. 5 sentence fiction a challenge I can’t refuse, it seems.
In eager anticipation we wait for it all year-long and drive our parents crazy with our constant asking if it has arrived yet and then with our grumpiness when told it is still a week away.
I start marking the calendar with X’s and my little brother makes a list of all the “cool” things we are going to do, the excitement is almost too much for us to bear!
When the day arrives hot and sticky, we can barely stand the wait until it gets dark, which everyone know is the best time to go; for then it is a feast for the eyes with all the neon lights.
Our parents park the car and then we stand in line for tickets, we stand in line for amusement rides, and we stand in line for refreshments.
The tilt-a-whirl awaits our eager anticipation, swirling us and the contents of our over-filled bellies; we stumble out sick and nauseated leaving our half digested cotton candy , caramel apples, and lemonade on the ground.