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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The interviews in Rosita’s wagon lasted for several hours.<br />
When they were all over, pages of Rosita’s notebook<br />
were filled with her beautiful handwriting.<br />
“Now we have enough information. Next is action,” Rosita<br />
said as the married couple was sipping coffee in Andrei’s<br />
kitchen.<br />
<strong>Mr</strong>. Cannelloni had examined the accounting books and<br />
unpaid bills again. “But can we possibly do?” he asked his<br />
wife, twirling his moustache nervously. “We have run out<br />
of money. There are a trillion bills to pay. The tent is falling<br />
apart, and that special inspector is on his way here.”<br />
“We still have some aces up our sleeve,” Rosita whispered.<br />
She started playing solitaire on the coffee table.<br />
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