#folklorems.midsummer

Aldonza’s favorite part of the midsummer festival was seeing what changed between the years. Her favorite addition this year was the maypole they erected a few blocks away from the bar, even though May was months ago. Every time she had a chance, she cracked that joke, usually with little to no response from the attendees who just wanted some light beer from the bar’s stand.

But her lame puns could wait; her shift just finished, and she finally got a chance to explore the fair. All she needed was her jacket and-

She couldn’t finish her thought before someone bumped into her and the coat rack.