The sun was low in the sky before Tallahassee finally called an end to the rides. Even then, there was a delight in his eyes that had been absent while he had been living his dream only for himself. As he prepared to drive the car back to the garage, his gaze lit on a boy (and a girl with him) who had stood by to watch long after his chance to ride had gone, and still lingered to watch the car depart. "Hey, kid," Tal said, "can you drive?"
"You bet!" he said. "I drove here from Reno! I had a learner's permit."
"Okay, then. You can park this thing in the garage, and if you put a little extra mileage on without putting any dings in the paint, no harm, no foul." The boy's face lit up, and as Tal walked away, his face was no less bright.
Abs was waiting in the corridor, trying out chords from Columbus's book on a street performer's guitar. At Tal's approach, she returned the instrument, picked up the book and ran to him.
"Yoo-hoo," Tal said as he opened the room door, "if anything's going on in here, this is your last chance to say so... Huh. Guess they're still out."
There was a message on their phone, which proved to be from Wichita. "Hey Tal, Sis... Columbus and I decided you two could do with a little more space, so we found another place to spend the night. See you in the morning..." The message ended with a giggle, and a snatch of "Moon River". Little Rock rolled her eyes. Then her gaze lit on the model horse her sister had given her.
"You know," she said, picking it up, "I was just remembering, Wichita used to read to me, and a couple of my favorite books were about a white horse and a brown colt with a white mark like a star on his forehead, living wild on a little island..." She stroked the mane.
Austin and Krista watched Breakfast At Tiffany's with frequent bouts of laughter. She, still in her costume, frequently imitated Hep, bringing even louder laughs from her husband. In many ways, she enjoyed the movie more than she ever had as an entranced little girl.
Of course, they made love when it was over. They both would remember it as one of their best times together, and she always believed that they conceived their first child that night. Early in the morning, she woke, with a strange but not wholly unpleasant tightness in her belly. She left her husband with a parting kiss, and got dressed, in her shirt and jeans. She paused a moment to pick up her bear, and smiled. Then she stepped outside to watch the sunrise.
Against the colors of the rising sun, a large red kite was flying.