The Daredevil

Fradl Shtok

1918

She heard a sudden loud squeaking, so she raised her head. Seeing the cart she let out a happy shout: “A troupe!”

Her mother came out from the kitchen and looked through the window. “A fat lot of good that’ll do me! Can I make you a treat, how about a chocolate custard?”

“What? I don’t want any.”

“Oh daughter, you’re going to be the end of me.”

But…

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