Where: The Allen County Fair 

When: Sunset on Tuesday, July 2nd. 

“Dude, are you cheating right now? How do you already have two stuffed animals?” Sam leaned his back against the ball toss booth, peeling off a piece of cotton candy with a shake of his head. The sky was nowhere near as pink or sugary-sweet, but if he could eat it he would. Just so he could keep the warmth of the sun inside his chest forever. Summer always ended so damn quickly—and this summer was the last one before his senior year. “So,” Sam drew slowly, “you winning those for Beth?” He tossed the paper cone into the trash and licked the remaining sugar from his fingers. “Or... Quinn?”