At least then I hoped to see her smile and hear her laughter. Maybe even sing softly next to each other once darkness fell. Something sweetly familiar between mother and daughter should always remain forever etched into memory. Like it used to be back home. Only this time I wanted more than memories.
My legs practically flew faster than lightning toward the brightly colored wheel spinning above ground level. It took everything within me to stop running once reaching its base point.
My lungs heaved and sweat poured down every inch of skin exposed to air. Still gasping for breath, I stared wide-eyed at the circle of bright red metal rotating slowly overhead while below, several riders circled lazily, enjoying each other's company. Children laughed and shouted gleefully; couples kissed passionately and parents watched on happily.
