The state fair was a sacred time of the year. It only came around once during the summer, and Sally Barnes would always pray for good weather. Once, she had been too wrapped up in a summer job to pray for good weather and it had poured down. “Well not this year,” she told herself as she rose the morning of the fair. “This year it’s going to be fantastic!”

She set about her business and got ready as quickly as she could. By seven AM she was out the door and walking down the lane to the fair. She always liked getting there early. The fair didn’t officially open until noon, but from seven o’clock in the morning until then she could see the rides being put up and the carnival games being stocked. All in all it was a fantastic thing to see and it was made all the ore fantastic when she was joined by her friends.


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