Josiah always helped with this event every year so he always felt obligated to attend. Everything was going well so far as far as Josiah could tell. It was mostly Irvingly folk but he saw some visitors mixing about and having fun with the games and shopping. Josiah was doing his best to blend into the crowd but as usual, that proved an impossible feat.

As evidenced by the young woman who had grabbed onto his hand and pulled him into the dance area. Josiah blushed, wondering if she had possibly confused him with someone else. But no, she seemed quite intent that he was the one she wished to dance with.