“You know what?” she screamed, “Let’s go, let’s just go, let’s get out of here and see the world!”
Her hair blew softly across her angled face. The orange glow cast upon the sleepy town softened her usually harsh demeanor. There was franticness and urgency in her body language, for a moment, he could have almost sworn she was happy.
Jay looked out from the ferris wheel booth and stared out to the horizon. Things like this always did that to her. It’s the exhileration of being so high up that nobody could see you or even care to find you. He understood. For the first time in her life she felt free of the shackles that tied her to the floor, to the limitations placed upon her when she re-entered the relentless world below.
Her head drooped suddenly and she grimaced when she looked down, reminded of an accident too painful to ever fully forget. Her legs were physically useless, tendons severed and nerves destroyed in an accident that left her far more damaged than any surgeon could ever hope to recover.