A mother sat next to him for a few minutes, watching her child ride the carousel. She stood and left, arguing with a man Austin assumed was her husband.
He folded his arms across his chest. Sharkey had told him to just sit here, but he didn’t say for how long. Was Sharkey going to drive around the parking lot until he came out there? He kicked the sack of bird seed. Would he have to bring this stupid sack of seed?
A man in a bright yellow shirt with black flowers sat next to him. He wore a white baseball cap and large, round sunglasses. He waved at a child on the carousel, who didn’t wave back. Burying his hand into a bag of popcorn, he stuffed an entire handful into his mouth. “Don’t look now,” the man said with a mouth full of popcorn, “but it is good to see you again.”
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