They were the last ones. The staff cleaned up around them. We’re not leaving until you say it, he told her. They became a tourist attraction.

The candy was the most wonderful thing the young boy had ever seen and he strained to touch it and when he did he found that it was plastic.

There were balloons racing across the sky. He looked at them and saw a sign, something positive. And he reached for her. But she pulled away.

I was bored. I’d rather be fishing, I said. I’d rather you were Dan Rather, my girlfriend said. And I got dressed and left the room in tears.