Wednesday, September 2, 2015

The Happiest Place on Earth




Today’s prompt: He opened the door to find her standing there, crying.

The patience of a kindergarten teacher and a love of mankind are required to work at Disneyland. Jim loved people, especially children. He had five of his own.  In the twelve years he’d worked at the happiest place on earth, he’d operated a variety of the rides, everything from King Arthur’s Carousel to the Pirates of the Caribbean. He was manning the operations board in the Haunted Mansion one night when he heard screams—real screams. A woman had lost her daughter.  The child had disappeared in the attic. He opened the door to find her standing there, crying.


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