General Fiction posted March 1, 2020

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Mommy and Me and Sally Make Three

The Carnival

by RShipp

"They're three for a quarter. Please." Ronnie's eyes darted from the colored balloons tacked to the barker's wall, to his mother, and back again.

"No. Ronnie. I know I said it was your money and you could spend it any way you wanted, but throwing darts is pub-like behavior. I will not have you turning out like your father."

In surrender, Ronnie trudged away. Mom continued strolling through the carnival aisles, just her and little Sally.

A clown was selling balloons. They were huge! Instantly Ronnie knew what to do.

Emptying his pockets, Ronnie purchased every balloon.

"Sally, these are for you!" Ronnie tied each balloon to the tiny girl's wrists.

Giggling in delight... suddenly Sally was her own carnival ride.

Mommy screamed, but it was too late.

Tugging on the hem of his mother's skirt, Ronnie innocently looked up, "Let me get her, Mom. Can I throw darts, now?"

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