The Anniversary Surprise
Round and round and round and round, an amusement ride she can't get off, centrifugal force gluing her body splayed out like roadkill to the carpeted walls of the cylinder. So much force holding her up. Bev tries to pull her head off the wall but she strains her neck with the effort. The 12 year old kid across from her is grinning like a banshee as he rotates himself in a perfect starfish pattern so he is completely upside down. Just wait til this comes to an abrupt stop, she thinks. Then who's laughing? You'll drop flat on your head, wonderboy. Garrison reaches his hand out and grabs Bev's wrist, clawing and scratching like their cat in the kennel on his way to the vet. Get me out of here! he hisses off voice. Bev manages to rotate her face to her left, sees Garrison's eyes wild in panic, his face a perfect shade of chartreuse and sweat pouring off of him in sheets. Bev takes a second to question if it is in fact raining in here. Poor Garrison, wanting to show her ...