We all have deep dark secrets hidden away in the closet along with numerous skeletons, some real and some metaphorical. Lydia has a daughter and a questionable lifestyle choice of being a vegetarian. Samuel secretly enjoys dressing up as a tranny, please don’t let the black nail polish and black eye liner fool you into believing he’s an old school Goth, or he’s trying to project the right atmosphere for the carnival. I often question his sexuality as he has this habit of invading my personal space by getting all touchy feely with me.
Even I have secrets, some I’m ashamed of, other’s I’m not. But here, and today I am going to reveal my secret confession, my true passion, one I’ve kept hidden not only from Samuel but Lydia as well. I wasn’t exactly lying when Samuel confronted me about the wad of cash Lydia gave me to go and find her daughter. I actually do grift, I won’t lie, I enjoy swindling people out of their money, but my real passion isn’t grifting, it’s solving mysteries. In fact, that’s how I earn most of the money I hide from Samuel. In fact, I think I feel a clue coming on right now.
However, I recently discovered that the carnival can move. And not as in packing up all the rides, and traveling across the highway. Somewhere deep inside the carnival, underground is a secret wheel that when turned it will move the carnival to another location allowing it to move through time and space. I know, that sounds crazy, but is that really as farfetched as a time traveler who looks like he over-dosed on laxative in order to teleport?
Now that Samuel’s secret is out, and the mystery of the disappearing carnival is solved tune in next week for my expose on Lydia: The secret diary of a carnie!
Who does that man's nails! I've been looking for someone to help me get in touch with my inner goth queen.
You like nickin' things as well, Edgar? Fantastic!
Can carnies write diaries? They're all illiterate.