Disclaimer: LOST is the property of ABC. This was written in response to a drabble meme on my livejournal.
Juliet knows she'll ask about all of it eventually. The carousel, the games, the ferris wheel. She'll ask how it all got here, where it's all being kept, why they all even bother with something so...so ordinary, so small-town America, as a carnival.
But right now she's captivated by the lights in the humid, velvet darkness, by the laughter and the sounds and the smells. Most of all she's captivated by Ben, who rides the ferris wheel and holds her hand and kisses her and lets her see the person that he usually keeps hidden.
Eventually, she'll ask.