“So this is the annual Sunrise Bay fest?” I soak in the experience. Families. Couples. Every age group from newborn to one hundred. A band plays on the big stage. It’s literally something right out of the movies.
I’m at my booth that hasn’t had much traffic. Everybody here wants to play games, ride the rides, and eat junk food. No one wants to stop by the mayoral candidate’s booth and chat about zone regulations and budgets.
“Yeah.” Erwin leans back in his folding chair, fiddling with his Rubik’s Cube. He told me that it’s his new obsession since he can’t play video games when he’s with me. I think maybe I’m way too lenient of a boss.
“And it happens every year?” I ask.
I feel pulled to go out with the masses and laugh and have fun, but my goal is to win this election. What kind of may
