The Magic Merry-Go-Round
There was a magic merry-go-round down by the pier when I was little. The man who inspected your tickets and operated the levers always smelled of wine, but that did not take away the magic of the ride.
Other kids used to say your wish would come true if you could sit on the red horse and if it revolved more than twelve times. The man would usually shut it off after ten or eleven times. I do not remember if I ever got more when sitting on the red horse.
But I know Tom told us one day that his father wanted to leave them. We let him sit on the red horse each time we rode. I do not remember if he ever got more than twelve times either.
Posted by: Paweł Kowaluk
Newer: Bucket of Razors
Older: Man and Wife