Angels at the Amusement Park
WE COULD BARELY contain our excitement as we went through the ticket booth at Kings Island amusement park in Ohio. “Let’s climb the Eiffel Tower first,” I said. “From up top we can look out over the park and see everything.”
My older brother, Luis, shook his head. “I don’t need to see the whole park to know I want to do the Drop Tower first.”
“How about we start with a family ride,” Mom said. “Something your little sister can go on too. Like the antique cars.”
Teenaged Luis and I looked at each other. No way.
