Once somebody makes is to their 100th birthday, they have lived what most people consider as a long life.
For kids with Menkes, they have lived a "long life" if they make it to the age of ten.
Brianna was 8/10 of the way to her death date, or so the doctors said.
Without health complications, she would practically be 80 years old.
She has the mental strength of someone much older than her, I thought.
So it could be true.
I am spinning, my stomach lurching as I walk out of the gate marked 'EXIT' from the Tower of Terror. Thankfully, I recover from my nausea pretty quickly.
While we were in line, Brianna told me that she wanted to go. Apparently, the nails-on-chalkboard noise of the open-air elevator screeching up the rusty metal shaft was enough to change her mind.
Eyes as big as softballs, Brianna shuddered. I could only imagine that she was recounting the horror of the moment when the car was at the very top, getting ready to plunge down into darkness, blood rushing to everyone's heads.
"Soooo dizzy... can't walk," Brianna stutters.
"Oh shoot, Bri. I don't have any more tokens for the Ferris wheel," I inform her, bracing for the worst.
"Woahhh... the world is spinning..." Brianna marvels, looping in small circles, clearly affected by the drop in the elevator.
"Yeah mhm. At the equator, it spins at close to 1,000 miles per hour."
I feel the bottom of my coin purse for anything that feels remotely like a fair token.
Nickel, nickel, dime, penny, gum wrapper...
No tokens.
"Brianna, listen to me," I begin "Stay right here. You're too dizzy to walk and I need to go get a few more tokens from the attractions stand. Don't talk to strangers, don't take free food, and whatever you do, DON'T MOVE."
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