He allowed her to lead him to the ticket booth, where he surrendered another dollar bill. As he paid he told her, “When I was in high school, I knew this kid who worked at the fair, and he said most of the guys who put these rides together are dead drunk and they leave off all sorts of…” “Go to hell,” she said merrily, “nobody lives forever.” “But everybody tries, you ever notice that?” he said, following her into one of the swaying gondolas.
