“We’re going to light up the fucking sky, because Michael Crist is marrying Erika Fane in two days!” I smiled, holding my hands to my mouth and howling into the night. Laughter and more howls went off around the park, and I heard Rika yelping with excitement. I lit my flare and looked to Alex. “Are you sure?” she asked, lighting hers. “I know what this place means to you.” “It was one night.” I looked up at the Ferris wheel. “I need my life to be more than one night.”
