Chapter 5

Linus leaned against the wall of the bathroom. “I think I’m going to be sick.”

“How was I supposed to know you’d be such a wimp?”

He glared at Micah. “Fuck you. That ride was the worst ride ever. I think it needs to be inspected for defects.”

Micah bent over and turned his head to the side as he peered at Linus. “Are you gonna puke?”

“Is that how you speak to your patients, nurse?”

“Maybe. But you aren’t my patient.”

Linus blew out a long breath. “I think I’ll be okay. It’s starting to pass.”

“Great, because before we can get corn dogs, we should go through the haunted house.”

“Okay, seriously. Isn’t that like a carnival ride?”

Micah shrugged. “Fair, carnival, who cares? It’ll be fine, Linus. Nice and mild.”

“Except for the part where somebody jumps out at you and tries to scare the living shit out of you, of course,” Linus grumbled. “You’re getting far too much enjoyment out of making me suffer, I think.”