Path To GloryChapter 18
Bailey and I walked up the beach for a few minutes to a carnival-type game center. Bailey had returned to her former exuberance and she seemed happy. I was enjoying myself, too. When she saw the games, she grabbed my hand and dragged me to one where you have to throw a football through a toilet seat. "Win me something," she said. I tried to explain that these were not games of skill. "I'll try," I told her, but Bailey wasn't letting me off the hook. She asked the carnie the...