Another win at Pictures, Poetry and Prose. I'm gonna quit my job and write full time. I'm really liking this! Oh, calm down, TH. I was kidding.
Our inspiration was a fabulous picture of a ferris wheel by Highlander, with the suggested prompt: It happened on the ferris wheel.
Mary Sue sat alone in the seat. Waiting. "Single rider!" shouted the Carney. She could feel the heat rise in her cheeks. Just put the bar down and go, she prayed. All she wanted was a ride on the ferris wheel. To see the pretty lights from the top. Feel the sway of the chair.
"Right here," came a voice. It was Billy Wilson. He sat down next to Mary Sue and pulled the bar down, trapping them together. She lowered her eyes and glanced over at him through her lashes. Billy grinned. "I've been watching you," he said, "waiting for the right time to say something." Her heart skipped a little. "Really?" He nodded.
The wheel began to turn slowly, then faster and faster. As the chair rocked back and forth, they talked. About nothing. About everything.
“So when did you know?”
Mary Sue shook herself, grudgingly came back to reality. “What?”
“When did you fall in love with Grandpa? How did it happen?”
Mary Sue smiled wistfully at her granddaughter, as she stirred the cake mix. “It happened on the ferris wheel.”