Bo bought a coke, and we shared it sittin' at a table next to the show tents. "Lets go in the freak show!" Bo said excitedly. "No!" I said
quickly. He rolled his eyes. "What is it this time?" he asked. "Ya think they might wanna put you in there too?" He laughed. I punched him
lightly on the arm. "No, I jist feel bad fer those poor people s'all." I said. "They're put on display like animals. Bo rolled his eyes again.
"Daisy, they're paid ta do that and act all wierd like 'at, they ain't treated like animals! " "Ya sure? 'Cause I read that- " "Aww Daisy, ya
read too much!" Bo interuppted. " 'sides, did'tcha ever hear the sayin' "Don't believe everything ya read" ?" "Ok, Ok!" I said. "I'll go, but
if you or anybody else in there laughs at somebody that's in there, I'll punch their lights out, got it?" "Yeah, yeah c'mon, we'll go through
there and then I'll git us some lunch." Bo said. He hurried me into the tent and bought us some tickets. Then we walked through and saw
the bearded lady, the abidextrous man, the Human pretzel, the fat lady, the thin man, and of course, my own cousin Bo. Afterwards we
sat back down at the table we'd just left, and Bo went an' got us some hot dogs. We were eatin' when Bo gasped. "I forgot!" "What?" I
asked. "Look!" he pointed behind me. I turned in my seat and saw what he was pointin' at. The Little Miss Arabia tent. "What the heck is
that?" I asked. "I heard the boys at school talk 'bout it last year, an' tried ta get uncle Jesse ta let me go in, but he wouldn't." "Well, there's
a sign that says ya gotta be eighteen." I pointed out. "Uncle Jesse said I couldn't go 'til I was twenty one like Luke." Bo said scowling.
"Why is there an' age, an' why ain't there no girls in that line?" I asked. Bo grinned. "Cause it's a Arabian belly dancer!" he said his eyes
sparklin' mischeivously. "They say she wears gauze pants that set real low on her hips, and a tight short top that leaves her stomache bare.
An' they say she dances real good!" "I'll bet!" I said disgustedly. "An' I bet it was Dobro an' Bert that snuck in last year wasn't it?" Bo
nodded. "An' they's only sixteen. " "Ya know what Daisy, I'm gonna go in." He said excitedly. "I could pass fer eighteen!" "But Bo Uncle
Jesse said- " "I know what Uncle Jesse said! But Uncle Jesse also said we couldn't come today, an' he ain't gonna find out!" "I dunno
Bo." I said doubtfully. "I won't be but a coupla minutes, I jist gotta see her. Dobro said she wears a big necklace round her stomache and
it's all spangly an' stuff! " he stopped. "Will ya be alright here by yourself?" I shrugged. "Guess so." "I won't be long!" he took off toward
the tent. The man let'em right in cause he's so tall I guess. I sat an' watched people goin' by, an finished my hotdog. Suddenly, behind me
I heard a commotion. I turned around in time ta see Bo bein' dragged out of the tent by a dark headed man in blue jeans. I laughed, see, I
figured they'd found out he was only seventeen. The dark headed man was givin' Bo the rough side of his tongue looked like. Suddenly I
realized the guy chewin' Bo out looked familiar, real familiar. He turned an' looked straight at me and then I realized when I'd seen him
before. Everyday since I was two. The dark headed man was none other then my older cousin Luke! He grabbed Bo by his collar and
pushed him over to the table where I was sittin'. "Well hey Luke." I said brightly. "Didn't 'spect ta see you here!" "I'll betcha didn't." He
said his jaw clenched angrily. "Uncle Jesse ain't gonna 'spect ta see ya'll home middle of the day neither." "Well ya know Luke, " I said
hopefully. "He don't hafta!" "Yeah he does!" Luke said. "Ya want me ta lie to him too? It ain't happenin'!" "Ya don't hafta lie 'zactly
Luke." Bo said nervously." Jist don't tell'em, an' we'll be home by three jist like we planned, so he'll think we been at school all day s'all.
That ain't lyin'!" " I am not gonna decieve uncle Jesse!" Luke practically yelled. "An' yes, decievin's a type a'lyin'! An' I don't wanna be
caught doin' that, an' we would git caught! Then I'd get a trip over Unca Jesse's knee with you two, an' I am not hankerin' after that!" "But
Luke-" "No buts Daisy Mae!" He said angrily. " 'ceptin' yours 'cross my knee if'n ya don't stop arguen! Ya hear me?" "Yessir." I gulped.
"C'mon!" Luke said. "Where we goin'?" Bo asked. "We're goin' to the General, an' then we're goin' home." Luke said. He put one hand
on my shoulder an' his other hand on Bo's and steered us through the crowd. When we finally got to the parkin' lot me'n' Bo both climbed
in the back, we wanted ta be as far away from Luke as possible when he was this upset. "Uncle Jesse's gonna kill us!" Bo whispered.
"No kiddin'." I said."Guess this wadn't such a fool proof plan after all huh?"
(Thank to all my reviewers, an' a special welcome to my friend Melody who just joined !)