The cars whirled and spun, and the carnival patrons squealed with delight.
That is, every customer except one. Edna only scowled.
Miracle Mike saw her scowl, then bowed and opened the gate of his newest ride, the “Wheel of Karma.”
“Guaranteed to delight, madam, absolutely guaranteed. Please accept a free ride, compliments of the house.”
Edna grudgingly accepted.
It took considerable time for the Wheel to get up to speed. It clanked and rattled, shuddered and coughed.
Edna scowled again, naturally. Then she winked out of existence.
“The thing is… You need to enjoy the ride while you’re on it.”
100 words. Inspired by this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt: