Hey, there! So did you get everything packed up the way it’s supposed to be? The truck’s in order so it can be unpacked quickly once you’re on the new lot? Are you sure you pulled every dead man?
Right! Good man. I’m counting on you, OK? I need you to make sure this jump goes well.
Can you believe it? You start the season as a First of May – green help out on his first circuit – and now here you are, boss canvas man for our show! Well, it’s only our top, and it ain’t that big. But that’s still a big leap. And you’ve earned it. And by earned it, I mean you really do good work… not just that you can hold your own in a clem. You’re not a gilly, son, and you never were. Not from the moment you signed up with us. Lucky for me you’re a good sport, huh?
Remember – you’re in charge now. Well, I mean Murphy is in charge charge – but you’ve got a few people answering to you now. So don’t let anyone try to send you off looking for the key to the midway, a left-handed monkey wrench or a long weight. Not unless you really just want to take a break from what you’re doing, anyway. I remember one time a few years ago, I guess I was pestering Murphy while he was trying to work, because he sent me off to find the lot owner because we were out of ‘light bulb grease’. Yeah, it was pretty funny. I must have spent an hour looking for the lot owner before I finally told him. Then he told me that Murphy had just sent me on a wild goose chase.
Later that season, Charlie sent me off for some ‘red light bulb paint’, and I ended up going to the movies! Best afternoon I ever had.
What? Oh, sure – I think this jump will go fine. What with Murphy in charge and you setting up the joint, it’ll be red dates all the way, my friend!
Once you’re on the lot and in the air, pay attention to your orders from Big Mike, OK? He’ll tell you how the lot is running. And look out for when they pull the POP dates – that’s the Pay One Price deal… like Dollar Days. Man, I hate those things. The only way you’ll make the nut on those is to ding the marks as much as possible once they’re on the inside. I’m saying do more than just the blade box and blow-off; do an after-catch. Use a candy pitch, sell them whatever else you need to make a buck, do whatever it takes. But remember what Charlie always says – always leave a chump a dollar for gas.
Charlie? He’ll be OK. I mean – well, you know. It’s been kind of difficult since we went into the programme. The one that puts us on the wagon. No drinking for either of us. I honestly thought it would be hardest for Charlie – he’s practically been drinking professionally my whole life! I mean, you know, compared with Charlie, I’ve hardly drank at all! You wouldn’t think just…
I almost said, ‘just a few weeks of drinking’. But I can’t say that. Part of Charlie and my going into the program together is that we have to be truthful… to everyone. With everything that’s been happening, that’s the only way we think we can get our way through this. So, I have to tell you that I’d been sneaking Charlie’s bottles for a while. It was just recently that I’d gone overboard a bit. And when Charlie and I agreed to stop – well, I guess I just didn’t think I’d have any problems. But I was wrong. It’s been a lot harder to give it up than I expected. I guess I didn’t really understand what I wanted. Not really, until we started the programme together. My sponsor and I talk a lot – not just about my wanting a nip now and then – but about what it was like living with Charlie and his drinking. This guy, my sponsor, he’s been telling me about how with some people, needing to drink runs in their families. I’d never thought of that before.
So it looks like the programme will do us some good, you know. But it’ll be tough, being on the circuit and not drinking. They go together like… um… I don’t know. Maybe they actually don’t, and I’ve just wanted to see it that way.
Honestly, I’m more worried about how Charlie will do in jail. I mean, I don’t know for sure that he’s going to jail, but we’re both kind of worried about it. More than just the two of us, because I know that Big Mike is worried, and Murphy is worried. You’re probably a little worried, too, huh? But it will all be OK.
Charlie and I talked a lot about it, you know. When we left the show for that couple of days, it was because he took me to the spot where it happened. To where my mother fell onto the tracks that night. I don’t know what I was expecting, really… old, dark forest and stuff, I suppose. But when we get there, it turns out they’ve built housing developments all over it. The train tracks she fell on aren’t even there any more. Charlie explained everything that happened to me – explained it until he was shaking with sobs again.
And, for a while, I cried with him…
Murphy is the one who drove us there. Then the three of us had a sit-down to decide what to do next. Murphy and I both agreed with Charlie that he should turn himself in to the law. It was tough to decide on, but we all agreed that his guilt was killing him and that the only way he was going to get himself together was if he really felt he had confessed everything to someone.
I guess that night he and Murphy called Big Mike, because the next morning he showed up at the motel we stayed in. Then all four of us walked into the sheriff’s office together and Charlie asked to speak to a detective. I don’t know who this guy was, but he seemed to know all of us. Big Mike told me later that he was the original detective who’d investigated my mother’s accident.
This detective was pretty sharp. I could see it in his eyes when he looked us over. What’s more, he didn’t look very surprised to see Charlie standing there, saying he needed to talk about my mother’s death. If he was surprised at anything, it was when Pops explained to him who I was. But even then, he kept pretty cool about it, I’ll give him that.
So this detective, he calls in a couple of other lawmen and they pull Charlie into a room to take a statement from him. I guess Big Mike was there to sort of act as a lawyer for him. I think that’s what he was there for anyway, because he stayed close to Charlie the whole time. Murphy told me to have a seat while some other detectives sat him at a desk to take his statement as a witness.
I’ve spent my life trying to avoid the police, you know – and now here I was, sitting in the middle of Johnny Law’s house, trying to look inconspicuous. But the people at the station were OK to me. Someone brought me a soda and put me in a waiting room with a couch so I could be comfortable while I waited.
Not sure how long I was there before the sharp detective came to find me. He walked in and shut the door behind him so it was just the two of us. I was kind of scared, then. I mean, I was afraid I’d say the wrong thing and make it worse for Charlie or something. Maybe get Murphy and Big Mike in trouble, too. So I just kind of looked at him while he pulled up a chair and sat down in front of me.
‘So you’re Tony, huh?’ he asked me, patting his pockets like he was looking for a cigarette… then stops and looks frustrated for a moment when he can’t find any. ‘You were a lot smaller when we met twelve years ago.’
‘Yeah,’ I said, ‘I grew up.’ I wasn’t trying to be a smartass or anything… it just kind of slipped. I felt lucky when he smiled a little bit at what I’d said.
‘Got a son, myself,’ he told me, friendly-like, ‘about your age. Thinks he knows everything, too.’
I’m not interested in games with him, so the next thing out of my mouth is, ‘What’s going to happen to Charlie?’
This detective, he sighs and leans forward so his face is up close to mine. ‘You’re a lot more hard-boiled than my boy is, Tony,’ he said to me, quiet and serious. I can see from the look in his eye he’s wishing he had a cigarette. ‘I’ll get right to it, then. Your father will probably be OK. When he told us he wasn’t there, when I originally investigated your mother’s death, well… that didn’t seem to add up. But he says it was an accident, and the evidence pretty much backs him up. What he just told me answers some questions I had.’
He sat back, then, loosening his tie and running his hand through his hair. ‘It doesn’t hurt that that guy Murphy backed up Charlie’s version exactly, and offered to be a witness. Between him and the guy who runs the carnival…’ He let his voice fade, leaving his sentence unfinished. ‘There will be a formal investigation,’ he said after a moment, looking closely at me, ‘and that may end up in a court hearing or some such. We’ll just have to see. The case has been listed as unsolved, and I really never thought it was a murder – but this may help us to close it finally.’
I felt a huge relief, like a big weight was off my shoulders, when the detective said it was probably taken care of. But I stopped breathing for a moment when he said the word ‘murder’. Probably wasn’t until that moment that it occurred to me just how serious this whole thing could have become.
After a moment, the detective leaned in to me again. ‘Tony,’ he started, ‘there’s something else.’ I looked at him nice and calm, wondering what he wanted.
‘I want to know what happened to Frank,’ he said to me.
Well, you could have knocked me over right then, let me tell you. If there was something I didn’t expect, this was it. ‘I don’t know what you mean,’ I told him, looking him in the eyes and trying to be cool.
He looked directly into my eyes, before continuing. ‘Yeah?’ he said. ‘See, your father mentioned that an old crew member, Frank, had been threatening him. That’s why he came forward. Guilt and that kind of thing.’ The detective rubbed his chin, thoughtfully, like he was waiting to see how I’d react. ‘But now, no one seems to know where this guy is. Not your father. Neither of the other guys. In fact, while you’ve all been here, we had the State Troopers go and enquire at your carnival. No one seems to know anything.’ He was looking at me hard when he asked, ‘You know where this guy is, Tony?’
Well I mean, I don’t know what happened to Frank. How could I? After I pulled you off the midway to clean you up, I don’t know what happened. I didn’t hear anything else about it, and didn’t see him again. Even when I asked Murphy about it later, all he would say is that Frank was ‘taken care of’. So I tell the detective the entire story about my face-off with Frank on the midway, answering his questions when he has them, then I finish it by telling him, ‘I figured the lot gave him the DQ.’
‘DQ?’ he asked me, a little rough. ‘What’s a DQ?’
I shrug and told him, ‘It means we kick him off the lot. Out of the carnival. For good. I think it’s short for disqualified or something… that’s what Murphy told me. Anyway, when a yokel gets rowdy, or we find a carny who’s been causing problems, he gets the old DQ. Do you know what I mean?’
This detective, he looks into my eyes, right? Like he can see into my soul or something to see if I’m telling the truth. But what can I do? I just keep looking at him… willing him to believe what I’m saying, because I don’t know what else I can say.
Then I guess he did believe me, because he runs his hand through his hair again and stands up, straightening his suit. ‘OK. OK, I got it,’ he said. Then he turns to me before he heads out the door. ‘Look, Tony,’ he said, ‘you’re not in any trouble. And your father isn’t a suspect or anything. We’re not going to put him in jail or anything at this point. But he has to stay in town until we finish our investigation. Now, I talked it over with the carnival owner – he’s willing to take responsibility for you, with your father’s permission, if you want to head out. It’s your choice.’
I sat for a moment, thinking about it. ‘What would you do?’ I asked him.
He stopped in the doorway for a moment, then he told me, ‘I know I’d want my son to be with me, if I was in a position like his.’ Then he left me there.
So that’s why I made the decision I did.
I’ll be OK. But I had that choice, of whether or not to go with the show… but I want to stay with Charlie for a bit. Family first. I mean, everyone in the show is family too, really. But that’s why Murphy and I arranged all of this with Big Mike. To take care of all of you. Luckily, with your help, the rest of the crew came on deck – even though the half-and-half’s boyfriend didn’t seem too thrilled with his new job. But I don’t care about him. You don’t either, do you? Good – he’s not worth it.
Let’s not worry about it right now. Just look to the jump to the next lot, and make sure it goes the way it’s supposed to. Here, I’ve got a couple things for you.
Now, just in case this jump goes a little long, make sure you have some beans for the rest of the crew if they start showing some wear. Jackie – that wiry little jock who runs the chump twister – he usually has a supply, and the price isn’t bad. Those little bop pills have gotten us through some tough runs until everyone can get some rest. And make sure none of the forty-miler cake-eaters sees you have them. And don’t try to get them from anyone you don’t know! You don’t want to bring the law down on you.
Murphy will be handling most of the payroll and other money stuff, since he’s in charge. You know to check in with him about any questions you might have. But, just in case you need to do it, remember not to pass out too much of a draw to the crew after you drop the awnings at night, or they’ll show up drunk the next night… assuming they show up at all!
All right. Looks like you are ready to go. I’ll catch up with you in a few days. Keep all the wheels on the ground, the road under you and the red ones each night. I’ll see you on the backlot.