The Faust Family of Acrobats

How Lillian envied their freedom. She didn’t notice the heat, the dust motes shimmering in the shafts of light or the smell of stale sweat. Their poise and agility, their triumphant shouts as they flipped, twisted and spun across the stage entranced her. It looked more like fun than work. She wished she could remove... Continue Reading →

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