Dad.â
âYeah, sheâs scared of heights,â I offered in support, feeling my face blushing. âThatâs why she works in a restaurant and not in a circus.â
âJump in, boys, Iâll drive you over,â said Sue. âWe canât leave your mum stuck up a ladder!â
âLook, the bus is coming! Weâve got to run,â said Benny, starting to run off as if he hadnât heard her. âHurry up, Stunt.â
âBye, Sue,â I yelled as I followed Bennyâs lead, Blindfold hot on my heels.
Benny hadnât been lying about the bus â it was coming. I had to run and get Blindfold into the sports bag at the same time. It wasnât easy. I had to hold his ears down so they didnât get caught in the zip! I donât know why dogs arenât allowed on buses. How do people expect them to get around if their owners donât have cars?
Blindfold doesnât really like confined spaces. Once I put him in my straightjacket and left him for ten minutes to see if he could escape on his own, but he couldnât. He just freaked out and Dad got really mad with me. Blindfold always hides now when he sees me messing around with my straightjacket collection.
Benny and I got on the bus, holding a handle each because dogs are heavy when you carry them in bags. We bought our tickets, but we didnât buy Blindfold one because the driver didnât know he was on his bus. Even though Blindfold didnât know how to be sneaky, he did know how to be quiet in a bag. Heâd learnt that from going to the hospital to visit Dad.
The bus ride took forever to get OverEast. Stoked is in OverWest. Our city is called Newstadt and has four main districts, the other two being OverSouth and OverEast. If you imagine a circle, Stoked would be at nine oâclock and Chesterleyâs Family Circus would be at three oâclock, so you can see how far we had to go. Benny was looking very uneasy the whole journey and kept checking his watch like he was waiting for class to finish on a Friday afternoon.
It was after 5 pm by the time we got off the bus. I let Blindfold out of the bag. He cocked his leg against a tree and did the longest pee ever, as if heâd drunk an entire swimming pool. He peed and peed and peed until finally he was finished. Then Benny and I spontaneously cheered. Then Blindfold peed again, which made Benny and me both need a pee, so we lost another fifteen minutes on wee.
Finally we walked up a steep winding hill towards Chesterleyâs Circus, which loomed out of the late afternoon sunshine like a walled prison. As we got closer we were hit in the face by a revolting smell.
âYuck, smart!â said Benny, trying to wave the stink away. Smart is our word for when we smell a fart; itâs a combination âsmellâ and âfartâ. âThat smell is worse than your morning breath, Stunt.â
It was true, my morning breath did stink in the morning, even though I cleaned my teeth every night before I went to bed. Benny once told me it was because of the bacteria that live in your mouth. Apparently there are over five hundred species living on your teeth and tongue! Benny loves random science facts, even if he does gross me out sometimes.
A steel sign reading Chesterleyâs Family Circus hung down over the menacingly high locked metal gates which were embossed with elephants, lions and bears. There was no way we could get over the top of them. The place looked completely deserted. Usually we do one Sunday afternoon matinee show. People donât come out on Sunday night; theyâre too busy preparing for the week ahead, getting ready for school or work.
Sunday night for my family usually meant me, Jem and Dad cooking a roast dinner together. Every other night weâd eat in the crew mess with the rest of Stoked people but on Sundays, it was just us together in the caravan. Then weâd watch a movie before we all had an