Sherlann and Sherise go down to the county fair. There's popcorn and tickets for amusements and ferris wheel rides down there. There's a roller-coaster, a house made of fun, a hall of mirrors, and a ferris wheel rivaled by none. "Sherlann I know you're tired, but before we go, I'm riding that one" Sherise cried, pointing at the carny, not the ride.