Alright this is a super short chapter, I apologize, but I hope it holds you over until I can get the next chapter finished. Please tell me what you think. As usual I own nothing.
The first summer I found myself sitting in the back of the tent watching his act. I know he saw me, but I left before the show ended so he couldn't talk to me. I couldn't face him I had to keep telling myself five years was a good idea. Why did I even go, what was it about this man.
The second summer I found myself walking around the fair early in the day I spotted him and Charlie tricking some couple into playing one of those stupid games until they were out of money. Did he really lift the wallet out of the ladies purse? I should do something, confront him, tell the lady. Why couldn't I? He caught my eye and smiled, I just shook my head and walked away.
The third summer I couldn't even get out of my car. I sat there for a half an hour before driving home. The house was empty when I got there, so I turned on the TV thinking that watching some mindless reality show will get this man out of my head. How was I to know? He had done it, he had broken away from the carnival. There on my TV screen was the incredibly good-looking man that I just couldn't forget. He had his own show.
Year four was when I met Walter. I thought this could be a good thing. I have a job my brothers are basically living on there own and now I'm in a relationship maybe I could really forget about Patrick.
So why was it that I was standing in front of the Farris wheel when the fifth summer came around.