“Yeah. I’ll find us a place to eat.” He turned the car around.

After breakfast, they headed for Happy Valley. It was a one-hour drive.

Blair felt sleepy as the sameness of the roads and the vibration of the engine started to Lull her. But she fought the urge. She was afraid that if it got too quiet, Wesley would get sleepy too. He was up earlier than her, after all.

“Ever been to Happy Valley before?” she asked him, trying to stay awake.

“Sort of.”

“Huh?” ‘Sort of? Either you’ve been somewhere or you haven’t. What did

“sort of” mean?’

a bad guy there, I got on

a bad guy through Happy Valley?

straight, intrigued. Wesley looked at her

Wesley was

found out that a

some of his fellow soldiers went there to catch the guy. The criminal

Despite being high in the air, he opened the door and

A ‘s L I

down. He wouldn’t let him run away. So he climbed onto the spinning Ferris

squealing in terror. The staff stopped the Ferris wheel, and Wesley started chasing the bad guy,

to kick Wesley from time to time. There was one time, the soldier dodged to his right and almost

the wheel in time and climbed back

hour later, Wesley and his coworkers caught the guy on the wheel. And he

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