Free Wednesday's Child by Clare Revell

will be the ghost train.”
    “You’re kidding.” She laughed. “The last time I went on one of these I was terrified.”
    “How old were you?”
    She pulled a face. “Ten.”
    Liam’s deep laugh sent chills running through her. “Well, there you go. That was at least nine years ago.”
    “More like nineteen.” She put her hand over her mouth in mock shock. “Oops.”
    “So now I know how old you are. Come on, I’ll hold your hand the whole time if you want.” He slid his hand into hers.
    She half expected him to comment on how cold her hand was, but instead he just held her close. The ride was nowhere near as terrifying as she remembered. Of course that could have been because of the hand gripping hers, and the warm pleasant feeling stealing over her.
    “You didn’t scream.” Liam joked as they got out of the ride. “I’m most disappointed. Maybe we should try the roller coaster.”
    “Love them.”
    “Then let’s do it.” Still holding her hand, he led her over to the huge ride.
    Jacqui looked up and swallowed. It seemed so much bigger than the last one she rode. She started to have second thoughts as Liam led her to the cars. Grateful he didn’t pick the first one and not willing to back down and look stupid, she climbed into the car and buckled up her harness.
    The first plunge had her screaming and screwing her eyes shut tight. The second had her burying her face in Liam’s leather jacket, clinging to him tightly.
    Liam wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
    Only when the ride was finally over did she look up at him.
    “Good grief, woman, you scream like a banshee. I think I’ve gone deaf,” he teased as he helped her from the car. “Scarier than you thought, huh?”
    “Yes, much, much scarier. Not doing it again if you paid me,” she mouthed, her throat sore from all the screaming.
    Liam tilted his head and cupped a hand behind his ear. “What was that? Did you say something? Because I can’t hear you.”
    “I said yes,” she mouthed again, grinning at him.
    “I’ve gone deaf and you’ve lost your voice from all that screaming,” Liam laughed.
    She flung her arms around him, hugging him out of the blue.
    He hugged her back then looked at her quizzically. “What did I do to deserve that?”
    “That was for bringing me here. No one has done anything this nice in a long time.”
    “A nice girl like you deserves nice things. And you’re not the only one having fun. Come on, you can buy me an ice cream before we go on the dodgems.”
    “Dodgems?”
    “Sure. I’m a little bumper car, number forty-eight. I went around the corrrr… I can never remember what comes next.”
    “That’s a skipping rhyme.”
    “Ah. Just as well I don’t know it then. I don’t skip.” He kept hold of her hand as they wandered through the stalls, eating ice cream until they reached the dodgems.
    Jacqui wondered if Liam had made it his mission in life to hit her car as he seemed to hit nothing else. She screamed with laugher as he went straight for car number forty-eight. He then ignored the signs and rode her tail, bumping her car every chance he got. Next they raced each other down the huge Astroslide, flying over the humps. Jacqui won every time.
    When Liam suggested they go on the Arrow, she had no idea what she was letting herself in for. It wasn’t too bad at first, just rocking back and forth, but its swings got longer and higher until they were hanging upside down for what seemed like forever.
    She screamed, her heart racing. Her hands gripped the railing, and she hoped the harness was going to hold. Back on the ground, she stood there, panting, trying not to throw up. She glanced up to see Liam’s white face a stark contrast to his dark hair and beard. “Are you OK?”
    “That has to be one of the most terrifying things I have ever done in my life. Voluntarily that is.” He sucked in a deep breath. “And now I feel sick.”
    “It was your idea.”
    “Was it? So it was. Well,