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My uncle built it for Mom’s show.” I rested my chin on my knee. “His imagination is just as crazy as my mom’s. Sometimes I love it. More often I wish we were in a real house and could stay put for a summer.” I rubbed my face again, hoping they couldn’t tell I had been crying.
    Nothing went over Noah’s head. He scooted closer. “If it helps you feel any better, we told Kelly off after she did that to you.”
    “I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t hang out with you guys since it causes so much trouble.”
    “You don’t cause it. Kelly does,” Josh said. “We just need to leave Kelly behind.”
    “It’s okay. Tonight I can’t even go on all the rides I missed because I have to take Cessie. She only does the kiddie stuff and a few of the bigger rides.”
    “The kiddie rides might be fun. Don’t you think?” Josh elbowed Noah. “The girls won’t want to do them.”
    “Sure.” Noah’s eyes danced when he smiled.
    Relieved, I was able to smile back.
    “I need a selfie of us on this cool ship castle.” Josh scooted closer to me.
    Noah leaned in on the other side.
    “I look awful.” I pushed my wild hair out of my face.
    “You look like the gypsy you are.” Noah winked at me.
    If he liked that I was a gypsy, I wouldn’t tell him otherwise. I still preferred my cartoon character T-shirts over my cartoon colored hair, though.
    The three of us squeezed together as Josh took a selfie.
    I took pics of the boys pretending to be pirates with the cameras on their phones. They made me join in on some videos with strong-arm poses and pretended to be kings and queen of the castle.
    “I didn’t know you were having friends over,” Mom yelled from the grass with several grocery bags dangling from her hands. Noah and Josh immediately climbed down the ladder.
    “Let me help you, ma’am,” Noah said and took the bags from her.
    “Thank you, boys. What nice young men you found, Seraphina.” Mom opened the door and took the bags from them once she was inside. She quickly set them on the floor and was back outside. “We need to get ready.” Mom walked around the Caravan and unlatched the locks that turned the wall into the stage.
    I unlatched the other side and the boys immediately offered their assistance. After that, all Mom had to do was give them instructions and the stage was set, the shade over the stage extended, and everything else was ready in no time.
    “I guess I just need to find me a crew and it makes the whole thing a piece of cake.” She rested her hands on her hips. “Thank you, boys.”
    “I need to go. I’m supposed to help the judges going over presentations today.” Josh ran off.
    “I’m going to change.” Mom went into her turret room and closed the door.
    “This whole thing is really cool. You have no idea.” Noah stood at the front of the stage looking at all the details inside. It really did look like an old-fashioned gypsy wagon inside with the colorful ceiling and walls. In stage mode, the kitchen was well disguised with details only her uncle could come up with making it look as if it had been brought through a time warp from long ago. The Caravan was only about five years old.
    I put the groceries away that Mom left on the floor. “It gets a little cramped sometimes. We aren’t able to buy much on the road. Most of our personal stuff has to be hidden away for the show.”
    Millie and Peppy’s cages were in the front corner built into Mom’s side of the Caravan. They screeched for some attention. I tossed some fruit in their cages to shut them up.
    “Can I post the pictures we took today on Instagram?”
    “Sure,” I said. “I don’t have Instagram. Do you have Facebook? You should friend me if you do.”
    “Okay.” He scowled at his phone. “Can you type your name? I keep getting this other name that looks like a fan page for a famous person or something.”
    I looked at it. “Oh that’s me. I go by Seraphina on my fan page for the show. Kind of silly I