Fun times and funnel cake!

[Charlotte Lucas]

An adult please!!



Charlotte was thouraghly enjoying the fair, with all of the different cultures and peoples represented she was strongly reminded of her days with Phillip, when they had travelled through foreign markets and bazaars, so he could spread the ‘good news’ to heathens – Lottie had never really been sure that she believed in the God that he was so adamant had been sent to save man kind –the stories sounded to Lottie very much more like a breach of the international statute of secrecy than miracles, but she had loved the fervour with which he had believed and the passion he had shown in his mission.

For Charlotte, her husband’s death was a dull and faded pain, she remembered him fondly but she no longer grieved for him- her work had helped, the business of day to day life in the ministry had helped her not to dwell, to move on and live her life for herself once more and not a saddened memory.

This was not the place to dwell on sadder thougths, and time that had long since passed, she was young (at least still relatively so), it was the season, and there were still many gay and amusing things to be seen and done. However, she regretted not asking for some company, either one of her friends, or even the house maid, as with all pleasures, it seemed better enjoyed with company.

Still, it was going to spoil her day, and as she loitered in front of the ‘Hall of horrors’ – she saw what she assumed was another solo visitor who also seemed interested in the attraction, and tapping them on the shoulder she asked ’Pardon my boldness, but if you are looking to fill your car for the attraction I’d rather volunteer’. It was rather bold of her to strike up such a conversation but she was bored and very disinclined to remain so – and the attraction attendant had been disinclined to ride alone – and she wasn’t sure if it was her gender or the desire for 2 fares that motivated the young carnie.