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    Angelica’s Fifth Fourth ~ Chapter Six

     

    Bette slipped the operator $20 so that they could take the ring as a trophy.

     

    After their ride, Bette spotted the cotton candy stand and insisted that she wanted some.

     

    “That’s a surprise,” Tina commented.

     

    “I know, but I really want some.”

     

    Some negotiations took place in front of the stand.  The compromises were that they would get a cone with purple cotton candy, the three would share one, and Angelica would carry it.  Carrying responsibility quickly shifted, though, when l the cone slipped and hit Angelica fully in the face.  She hated the sticky mess all over her face and gave the carrying responsibility to Bette.

     

    A small game arcade was directly in the path to the exit. As they passed, the mothers implored their respective higher powers that Angelica’s indifference to video games would continue.  When their daughter darted into the arcade, they knew that their lives were changing. 

     

    Angelica had only moved ten feet into the arcade and stood still, enchanted by the game machine in front of her.  It was a rectangular glass case filled with small stuffed animals.  There was a small crane at the top of the box and a stick controller. At the end of the crane was an open metal claw, the prongs of which were curved, which made the sides very open and wide and which meant that the prongs did nor fully meet at the bottom.

     

    An eight-year old was operating the machine.  Her crane did not snare any of the animals.  From her evident frustration, this was not her first attempt.

     

    “One more time.”

     

    “No, Penny.  We could have bought a stuffed animal for what you’ve wasted here.”

     

    “Just one more time.”

     

    “We have to get dinner.”

     

    “Pleeeeeeeeze-uh.”

     

    “One more and that’s it.”

     

    The mother handed two quarters to her daughter and made sure that she didn’t catch Bette and Tina’s sympathetic glances. Their daughter, however, watched the exchange in confusion.  When the other child’s pleading was successful, Angelica stored the technique in her memory, thinking it could prove useful.

     

    The pleader was unsuccessful again and sullenly abandoned the machine.

     

    “Mama?”  Angelica asked Tina.

    Comments

    1. Excellent chapter! I spent too much of my youth playing all those arcade games on too many beach boardwalks in the summer and your descriptions are perfect. Thanks for this story!

    2. I was grinning the entire time I read this. A parent reliving happy memories from childhood and sharing them with her child and wife. The other parent seeing something new, even after 12 years. Angie’s first experience of this type and having both her moms there. This reminds me of vacations at a small family beach in NC and going to Myrtle Beach for a night of rides and the arcade. Thanks for a great read tonight, Spumoni!

    3. This chapter was so much fun to read, as well as bringing back memories of going to the county fair. Always have had an inner ear problem and could not ride, would be deathly ill. But all the other things were there and we had a lot of fun. Enjoyed this chapter. PPS

    4. I wonder how much money they spent on the games. Chucky E. Cheese has games like that and I have had the pleasure of joining my nieces and nephews. I have never been to a beach boardwalk like that but I have been to a number of county fairs that evoke the same feeling. I have a mole that is driving me insane. Will you please send Angelica my way. She can whack the mole all she wants and I will not feel real bad for it.

    5. Now Spumoni, don’t make me have to call the Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Moles! while I know arcades and such are primarily for children, adults can have fun too, and it was nice to see Bette enjoying playing the games she had played as a child. I kind of wished they would have let her just enjoy herself a bit…instead of having to always make it about Angelica. I think it would have been so cool to have been able to do those kinds of things, I too had a boring childhood! I have to tell you, Spumoni, esp in this chapter, there are moments when I forget I am reading an L word fic, I am wafted away to place and time…Your writing is that good. Hey I am offering my services ans an excellent proofreader if it would deliver you from being ensnared in endless rewriting!! Anytime.

    6. i remember those horse carousels, they were the best. that was a really fun experience for ange and nice that bette can still surprize tina. great writing.

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