The monorail was a recent addition to the theme park.
It had become very popular. It ran along steadily, slow and comfortably smooth. Twelve cars, six seats in each. Three occupants faced three. It travelled across the entire entertainment venue, from one end to the other. It passed high above the attractions scattered below. The track was a straight run. The day was sunny. The ride took about ten minutes. With a jolt it moved off.
The couple sat facing one another, both with a window view. They smiled at each other. They were strangers, each travelling alone.
The young girl was slim.
The young man was stocky
Her hair was fair.
His hair was brown.
She was holding a bottle of water.
He was holding a map.
She wore a yellow dress.
He wore jeans and a blue tee-shirt.
She watched as the Ferris wheel turned.
He watched the paddle boats on the lake.
She saw that his socks had tiny dots.
He saw that her sandals had silver buckles.
She noticed he had a thin silver chain around his neck.
He noticed she had orange nail varnish.
She wondered if he lived locally.
He wondered if she was there for the day.
She imagined he had a friend somewhere down there.
He imagined she was here with her parents.
She thought about how she used to come here with her partner.
He thought about the guy he shared his flat with.
She wished her partner would move out of her place and come and live with her.
He wished his flat mate hadn’t had to work today.
She planned to buy her something from the stalls.
He planned to win a teddy-bear for him.
She missed her.
He missed him.
They smiled at each other again when it came to a stop.