Welcome to the circus

         It was a Friday, and I was hanging up my coat in the wardrobe next to the night stand by my tiny twin sized bed. My wife Roberta says it keeps the love flowing through our old and aging veins, I don't complain because she is the only woman that could ever manage to deal with my mismatched socks and unusual box collection. She is unusual in a beautiful way with her bright red lipsticks and her love for antique shopping that we do once every month. We find the most unusual items to decorate our house or even ourselves with, we live a very lovely life. One day in particular we were on our way to go and decided to stop for some ice cream before. As we were seated Roberta looked troubled and I asked her “what is wrong my love?” she replied by saying something so captivating that I had to think before I spoke. It was not the usual reply of “oh nothing” that came and went from time to time, it was something more than that. “I had a dream that we made our lives more interesting, something more”. Her saying this made me wonder if something was terribly wrong to which I replied “well what do you mean darling?” “I’m not so sure but it felt so real” she said, and then the conversation had ended. We got in our car and left to go to the antique shop, where they announced that they had gotten their biggest shipment in from a rundown antique mall which made the adventure even better. We walked down the usual aisles and passed familiar booths and said “hello” to the older ladies that work there. Suddenly Roberta stopped me, and said “Charles, look at this box!’’ It was smaller and had black and white stripes on it, and was nothing like I had ever seen so it was a keeper. We kept walking and got a couple of other items as we passed down the long never ending aisles, we bought our findings and left before noon. When we got home I hung my coat up in the wardrobe next to the night stand by the tiny twin sized bed. I then sat down with my loving wife and looked through the bag of our purchases and found my beloved new treasure. Roberta told me to open it, so I did just that and when I did you could hear a noise, the inside of the box was entirely black and there was a bottle of some liquid that was mysteriously intriguing. On the side of the bottle it said “drink this and you will seek great adventure”, Roberta always being the optimist and using the “what have we got to lose” quote on everything already took her first drink. When I did the same we were suddenly thrown into this magical box, and there was a huge circus tent in front of us. We entered, and you could smell the buttery burnt popcorn, and hear the roars of laughter from the crowds. Every step we took was magical and strange at the same time, there were belly dancers and extremely tall men and incredibly small men. We saw our parents young and lively, our beloved friends who had gone not too long ago, they all greeted us with hugs and kisses. I looked my beautiful wife in the eyes and said, “this is it sweetie, this was our great adventure”.