Chapter 13
"Clyde! Clyde!"
Isabel called his name twice before Clyde finally snapped out of his thoughts.
"What is it?"
"What's wrong with you today?" Isabel asked, her voice sharp with irritation. "Why do you keep zoning out?"
Clyde couldn't answer. This was the same amusement park he'd visited with Cecily before, and the familiar sights kept bringing her to mind for some reason. His silence only made Isabel angrier.
Trying to smooth things over, he quickly said, "Sorry. Didn't you want to ride the carousel? I'll go with you."
Hearing that, Isabel's mood lifted right away. After all, he had always refused to go on rides "just for kids". He didn't even complain when she put a childish cartoon headband on his head.
The carousel had a photo service, so Isabel paid extra to have the staff snap a few more pictures.
Clyde sat rigidly on the carousel, his muscles tense with every turn. As soon as the ride ended, Isabel pulled him aside to pick out their photos.
Among the many tourist snapshots

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