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We’d no sooner gotten through the entrance, paid for our tickets, and had a quick look around, before Kara made a beeline for a food cart. Dan and I followed, shaking our heads in amusement.
“I don’t know where she puts it all,” I said honestly.
“Dad used to say she had two hollow legs.”
“I could go with that for sure.”
I was pretty sure she should be a professional eater. Challenging anyone and everyone with her ability to pack away food. By volume, not by speed. She eats slowly, enjoying every bite of her food. No matter what it is. She had no idea how sexy it was to watch her pink tongue dart out over her bottom lip to get the last dribble of whatever it was she was eating.
This was going to be a very interesting trip around the fair for sure. The number of food carts and trucks that I could see went on for a while. She—we—were going to go broke today. But if it made her happy, I didn’t mind at all.
“If you start stuffing your gullet…I’m not going on any rides with you, sis.”
Kara flipped him off as she ordered her first chili cheese dog.
I should place a bet to see how long before she lost all that food…which ride would it be this time?
I felt the need to blame Dan for that thought…now that he’d put it out there, I remembered those explosive vomit sessions after the tilt-a-whirl. It happened every single time.
Groaning, the thought made me rethink today; I followed close behind Kara, my eyes scanning the crowds of people around us. To her credit, she seemed to be clueless that she could be in danger, just trying to enjoy this outing. I’d caught her more than once looking out, scanning faces though, along with making sure Dan and I were never far from her.
I wasn’t surprised, not really. Kara was anything but dumb. She knew the dangers of being here, and yet, she was determined to have a good time.
Watching her and Dan do a ring toss, I was ribbing him for losing to a girl. I mean, I couldn’t let him be the only one to rag on someone today. It was payback for beating her at the dart game. It wasn’t her fault she wasn’t throwing hard enough. After a little coaching from me, she had figured it out, but it was too late by then. He lost, and she won a small bear which she turned around and gave to a little girl who was watching her much bigger brother play the same game next to us.
Following after her, I went to stand in a line with her. I needed something to drink. I got my bottle of water while she decided what she wanted. More food it was. At the moment, she was walking along, dodging kids and elbows, all while taking bites of a sausage dog in between taking sips of her Coke.
“You know…she could be an Olympic eater.”
My bark of laughter had her turning to eye us.
I winked her way, causing her cheeks to blush slightly. She took another bite, balled up the dirty napkin, and tossed it into a barrel a few steps away. She gave her mouth another wipe with a clean one then turned back our way.
I was still unsure of where she put all the food and liquids she ingested. A lemonade and now a Coke, with the cup for this drink the size of her head.
I loved seeing her like this though. She was so happy—in the outdoors, enjoying herself. She was carefree; I could only hope it stayed that way. I wanted her to have the time of her life tonight.
“Hey, I got us a ticket for the carousel.” Dan shoulder-bumped her as he made it to her side.
“Oh, thank you! I’ve not been on one of those since…”
“The year you ate all that cotton candy then barfed it all over the entire crowd waiting to get on the carousel. I remember Dad crabbing that you’d gotten his loafers dirty.”
We chuckled at that memory. “If I recall, your mom was mad that you hadn’t listened to her. But one look at your green face, and she changed her tune.”
That had been a day of fun with them I’d never forget.
“And ten minutes later, her greedy behind was in line for fried Oreos.”
“Which she threw up after the Ferris wheel.” I huffed out a laugh.
“Yeah, well, I was scared. It was so high.”
I watched Kara, her lips tugged into a grin as she spun and started walking backwards.
“I think I better wait to have anything fried this go round.” She took another huge bite of her sausage dog, turned back around, and moved toward the next game booth.
“Step right up, folks. The first one to blow up the balloon wins a prize.”
