Cirque Du Freak The Vampire's Assistant - Plot & Excerpts
"It's like living in Noah's ark," he said. "I try to stay out of the house as much as possible. Mom and Dad don't mind. They think children should be free to express their individuality. As long as I come home for bed at night, they're happy. They don't even care if I miss school every once in a while. They think school's a despotic system of indoctrination, designed to crush the spirit and stamp out creativity." Sam talked like that all the time. He was younger than me, but you wouldn't have known it by listening to him speak. "So, you two guys are with the show?" he asked, rolling a piece of pickled onion around his mouth - he loved pickled onions and carried a small plastic jar of them with him. We'd returned to the spot at the edge of the clearing. Evra was lying in the grass, I was sitting on a low-hanging branch, and Sam was climbing the tree above me. "What sort of a show is it?" he asked, before we could answer his first question. "There are no signs on your vans. At first I thought you were tourists.
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