Mr. Cannelloni's Circus
Mr. Cannelloni’s circus has been operating for generations—ever since his great-grandfather started it one hundred years ago. But with ticket sales dropping and the circus equipment falling into disrepair, the future of Cannelloni’s Circus looks bleak, especially when a strict special inspector arrives to look things over. Luckily Mr. Cannelloni’s wife, Rosita—once a daring tightrope walker—has some new bold stunts in mind. With the help of a snake woman, a strongman, daredevil horsemen, and other circus performers, Rosita launches “Operation Hannibal.” Will her risky rescue plan be enough to save Mr. Cannelloni’s Circus?
Mr. Cannelloni’s circus has been operating for generations—ever since his great-grandfather started it one hundred years ago. But with ticket sales dropping and the circus equipment falling into disrepair, the future of Cannelloni’s Circus looks bleak, especially when a strict special inspector arrives to look things over.
Luckily Mr. Cannelloni’s wife, Rosita—once a daring tightrope walker—has some new bold stunts in mind. With the help of a snake woman, a strongman, daredevil horsemen, and other circus performers, Rosita launches “Operation Hannibal.” Will her risky rescue plan be enough to save Mr. Cannelloni’s Circus?
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Madame Rosita Does Some Research<br />
Madame Rosita glanced at her gold watch. Almost eleven<br />
o’clock. The day looked beautiful and she would have<br />
plenty of time to visit the town for some shopping before<br />
the evening’s show. She never got tired of shopping in new<br />
places, popping into stores and cafes. Now that Cannelloni<br />
had gone fishing with Budo, nobody would miss her for a<br />
while.<br />
Rosita reached for her pearls from the hook above the<br />
dressing table and put them around her neck. With a tilt<br />
of her head, she examined her reflection in the mirror and<br />
nodded contently. All she needed was the handbag and gloves<br />
of similar color to complete her look. She took a peek in her<br />
purse and, to her dismay, found it almost empty. Luckily, she<br />
could go to the cashbox for more money.<br />
Rosita crouched beside the bed. Behind some old hatboxes,<br />
she could see the battered metal chest. She pulled it out and<br />
placed it on top of the bedspread. The lock clicked open.<br />
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