“…something. I’m not sure ef fun ez ze right word.” he admitted shakily since really, he didn’t know. His fun came from painting. This had been crazy. But he smiled at her, before looking around, getting his bearings. “So where to next?”
She looked a bit disappointed but tried not to let it show as she looked around the park, deciding to give him a break and pointed to the Ferris Wheel up ahead. “How about that one? Watch the scenery of Metro City. It only goes really high and nothing else.”
“I think I’m good with that.” he said with a smile, holding her hand, but spotted that disappointed look. Oh. He should have just said fun. Yes, fun. Next time he would, just so not to see that look on her face again.
Jack Maple 