Mr. Cannelloni's Circus

Emilio sat by the window in his dark room, staring glumly
at the starry sky. Living with the quirks and demands of
an international star wasn’t particularly easy. One moment
he’d have to conjure up fresh mangos—in the middle of a
Nordic winter. The next moment he’d need to find Black
Sea caviar served on crushed ice somewhere in the heat of
Australia.
Once Emilio had been forced to sit through an entire intercontinental
flight, holding expensive glass candlesticks that
Boris wanted to place on the mantelpiece of his main residence.
After finally setting the candlesticks down, safely in
their place, the opera singer had abruptly decided that they
were the wrong shade of green.
The years he’d spent working for Boris had been fascinating
but they were full of tasks and chores that nobody seemed
to notice or appreciate. Emilio had finally had enough. He
decided he’d stay through the end of the circus show. After
that, he would pack up his belongings, and depart for a
better life.
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