✆ Joe ✆
I held my breath and gave her a frown. "I think I'm gonna puke." I pulled the buckle over my lap and squeezed the rubbery material. I looked down at Jacklynn's hand and grabbed it. I held it tightly as my arm shook. "I hate you. Next time, I'm picking the ride." Th cart moved with a loud crack. We went up and down, and so did my stomach.






