Charlie was electrified by the energy. He gripped two nickels fiercely in his sweating palm, his hand shoved deep inside his pocket. Overjoyed, his body quivered with anticipation like a horse prancing in a stall before a race.
He shoved and strained to see past the hoods of the carnival workers, desperately trying to catch sight of the rides and flashing lights.
They walked a few blocks before he realized there would be no rides for children.