Kavya bounced by Kiran’s side and pointed everywhere at once. “That one! No, that one!” she squealed, hugging her doll so tight one cloth arm bent.

Vivaan laughed, but his feet already itched to run ahead. He wanted the biggest thrill first, while Kavya stopped for every jingle, twirl, and sweet smell.

“Slow steps,” Vivek said, guiding them closer. “A fair is more fun when you don’t miss the little things.”