|PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson|
Phoebe was no more than knee high to a hedgehog the first time she went to the annual funfair. When she saw the Big Wheel she squealed in excitement.
'You're too small, Poppet.'
Phoebe was devastated. 'When, Daddy?'
'When you reach my armpit.'
Every year Phoebe measured herself to no avail until the glorious day arrived.
She climbed into the Big Wheel car with her daddy. At last!
They rose higher and higher. Phoebe screamed in delight. The car reached the peak and began to drop. Phoebe's stomach somersaulted.
'Noooo!' he yelled as Phoebe projectile vomited all over him.
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