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"A woman who knows how to embroider and design her life with precision,"she replied in a voice mimicking the fifty-year-old woman who had invested her time to make all of us proper adults, "What about you, how did you pass the stitching classes?"
"A man must not rely on his woman to handle his torn clothing. She is your partner not your maid,"I mimicked back. "You can't convince me that woman wasn't a feminist."
"She was actually," she replied. "But I wish she taught us useful things like how to win stuffed bears by throwing rings or balls."
"I know a better skill to acquire those things without throwing anything," I said with a sneaky smile.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she ask and grinned.
"On three," I said, "One, two, three."
"Stealing."
“Debit cards."
"Stealing?" I raised a brow.
"What? I distract them with my beauty, and you take the merchandise," she explained. "What do you mean debit card?"
"We use the old fashioned way, and buy the stand?" I asked as I showed her my black card.
"And yet I'm the spoiled one." She rolled her eyes and shoved her cotton candy on my face, causing it to stick.
"Why you little…" I growled and she squealed, running away from me.
I chased after and caught her but we tripped and fell. I quickly turned her to let her fall on me; I'd take the damage. So, I fell on my back and she fell on my body. She was still shaking from the laughter and I was too.
"Thanks for taking the fall," she said to me. "I'm sure Rosemary would be proud of you."
"I still have her number. I could call her," I said.
She smiled. We remained in that position, her eyes scanned my face and her gaze softened.
She leaned in close and kissed me softly, then pulled back
"We…we better get up," I suggested.
"Yeah," she agreed and got up, helping me to my feet.
We continued exploring the carnival. I thought the kids would make things awkward, but she asked me to hold her hand so we wouldn't get separated. I wanted to remind her that we could easily call each other; but as I noticed that they weren't a lot of people at the venue, I realized she just needed a convenient excuse to hold my hand.
"You know, Ethan told me everything you say about me," she said.
"Oh?"
"Why don't you tell them to me directly?" she asked.
"It would be a bother, wouldn't it?" I countered.
"Who decided that? There were a lot of nice things," she replied. "It would be better to hear it directly from the horse's mouth than through a third party."
"I see," I said. "Maybe, I'll tell you more then."
"I'd.. I'd like that," she agreed.
The air became cooler.
"That reminds me," she said, “didn't the forecast say it was going to rain?"
