My Darling Superstar
Justin glanced at her from time to time, quietly marveling at the transformation.
They hit the roller coasters first.
“Are you ready to scream your lungs out?” Emily teased, buckling her safety belt.
“You scream. I brood in silence,” Justin replied, feigning CEO composure.
But halfway up the tracks, Justin’s bravado cracked.
“Okay, okay,” he shouted, gripping the handles as the car climbed. “This is steeper than my company’s quarterly graph!”
Emily laughed...loud and infectious. And when they dropped, their hands flew up together, screams lost in the wind, laughter chasing behind like music.