Ferris Wheel.

The smell of fried onions and candy floss was intoxicating mixed with the heat of the lights and the screams of children as they got spun, pushed and scared on the rides.  Jake stopped amidst all of the activity and took in everything that was going on around him, he hadn’t been to a fair since his mum had brought him as a child, yet everything still seemed familiar.

This time he had come to visit the fair on a whim, he didn’t know why but as he stood looking around him the colours got brighter and the music louder. Someone grabbed his hand pulling him along towards the biggest ride at the fair. The ferris wheel, lit up brightly with neon lights streaming past his eyes, he was mesmerised by it just as he had been when he had been young. The hand pulled him closer as the lights slowed down, then stopped, he found himself being led into the caged seating, he allowed himself to be led. The bar came down across him to anchor him into the seat, he could feel his excitement building. He looked to the hand that had led him here, he recognised it immediately. “Mum… thank you.” The hand squeezed his for a moment and then it disappeared. There were tears in his eyes.

ferriswheel

With thanks to https://twitter.com/WritingReader for the prompt.

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