Fizzlebert Stump And The Bearded Boy (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
He ended up there most afternoons, because Fish liked to swim, but he didn’t like to get his spangly waistcoat wet. (Would you want to get duckweed over your silver waistcoat?) Fizz was walking round the pond with the glittering piece of cloth draped over his arm like a waiter in an overly sequined restaurant. Fish was swimming rings round ducks and honking noisily at them from behind. The ducks were spinning round in the water and quacking back at him. (The moorhens had seen the sea lion coming and had rapidly migrated to a park on the other side of town.) It was somewhat cacophonous. And then Fizz saw what he’d been dreading ever since lunch. His stomach did a little flip and his knees wobbled as if they were thinking about running, but couldn’t agree on which direction to head off in. The duck pond noise fell away in his ears. There, from the direction of the circus, came the shape of the bearded boy. And as it got closer it turned out to be not just the shape of him, but the rest of him too.
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