THE CARNIVAL

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FIDDLEFORD'S POV

Ford and I were at the carnival and while I was talking to a carny that had been teased for the strange tattoos.
He was talking about how he wish he could forget the whole thing... I don't blame him... Being teased isn't fun... I handed the guy a piece of paper.
I should know...
Ford came from a tent looking thing-a-ma-bobber. He was holding a ring. He looked at me. "Everything here is fake..." Ford told me.
"I reckon," I put my hand behind my head. "Well... Should we go?"
Ford nodded. "Yeah. Let's get out of this place..."

We went back home.

(I'm sorry this was a short chapter. I just want each chapter to have an accurate title.)

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