I giggled. He had the most absurd expression on his face; I just couldn’t help myself.

He sure was a dreamer. Gazing at the ball in his hand and then at the neatly stacked glass bottles, he said, “You are my Minnie, you are my muse.”

“Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!”

Another giggle slipped out as he presented me with the adorable, overstuffed doll he had just won. The entire place smelled like spring as we walked, hand in hand, with that Micky Mouse, away from the booth.

Cotton candy, colorful lights, a giant ferris wheel… It was one of those fairs where every once in a while, magic liked to show up and put on a show.

“So I guess this makes you my-”

He cut me off, “Disney… Walt Disney.”

It was right then and there, I fell in love with him. So perfectly in love…