Merry-Go-Round Tussle

I quickly count the people standing in front of me. Thirty-seven not counting parents. That should place me near the front of the second bunch. Excellent.

The first group enters. Seven still in front of me. That girl in the curls may be a problem.

We’re up! Let me through! Hurry it up!

I don’t see it. It must be on the other side. No! The girl in curls is making a run for it! I’ll just “accidently” push her over . . .

Success! Take that girl in curls! You can ride the bear that’s bolted to the floor! The pink unicorn’s mine!