
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
“I can almost touch the moon!” she swung her arms in exuberance as the ride reached its apex and the spinning accelerated.
“I can almost touch last week’s dinner,” her sister croaked a white-knuckled response.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Taste, 35 words (original prompt)
Also see Sammi’s own updated take on the prompt

I’m on the losing dinner side of this ride – it looks terrifying! I like the humour of your post.
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I don’t mind the heights but I can do without the round-about-she-goes-and-out-pops-the-lunch deal. π In this particular contraption, I’m likely to be the one taking the photo β¦ π
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I think I would be the one taking the photo too! π The humour in this is fantastic -)
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π Glad you liked it Sammi! π
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