Owned By The Mafia Lord
he said, but he positioned himself on the mat anyway.
“On three,” I said. “One… two… three!”
We pushed off at the same time, the wind rushing past us as we slid down. I couldn’t stop laughing, and by the time we reached the bottom, even Marco was smiling.
“See?” I said, catching my breath. “That wasn’t so bad.”
He shook his head, still grinning. “You’re impossible.”
We spent the next hour trying out different activities. Marco surprised me by being a surprisingly good shot at the ring toss, winning me a stuffed bear. I, on the other hand, managed to completely embarrass myself on the bumper cars, crashing into everything but him.
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