Lucy, was one of the performers. Fred Liked her right away. Of course he didn't know anything about her...
"Lucy. Hell yeah, she was nice, pretty. And when she spoke, she reminded him of home.
He
returned to the Big Top. She was just finishing rehearsals when he waved to
her. “Mr. Dodger, hello.”
They
chatted for a bit, then they went to dinner together. He didn’t let any stares
bother him. Lucy laughed. “People razz folks around here. Kind of how things
are. You know fellow workers and that—like to tease.”
Fred
knew it was true. He never enjoyed dumplings and stew more than he had sitting
there with this pretty girl. They spoke about where they were from and how they
came to be in the circus. He didn’t want to leave but they finally had to.
They
decided to walk along the Midway. It was great walking with her, smelling her
perfume. Fred nearly closed his eyes. She was a fine young lady, not a whore.
That’s what he needed. Doc was right.
It
seemed the most natural thing when he reached for her hand. And when he took
her to her hut and said good night, he kissed her. But not before he asked her
permission.
It
was almost a chaste kiss. “I enjoyed that, Lucy. I mean the walk…”
She
laughed softly and it was like music.
"Riveting. Imaginative.
Chilling. Fantastical."
"Wonderful horror with a
side order of ribs."
"Never going to the circus
again!"
"True horror!"
"The circus you really
don't want to join."
WARNING: ADULT HORROR-GRAPHIC VIOLENCE
AND SEXUAL SCENES
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