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... o-God amusement park.
At our age, Ciel and I have never been to one. Tillermill was too small, too sleepy for something like this, and the closest one was a few towns over—a trip that always stayed a "someday."
But here we are now.
The scent of caramel popcorn, the shrieks of laughter from roller coasters, the dizzying whirl of color and motion all around us. It feels surreal.
Jack’s idea. Of course it was.
I glance over at him where he’s standing, one han ...
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