The Grin in the Dark

The Grin in the Dark — page 7
on the wall over the half-circle table usually has antique postcards of clowns both drawn and photographed tucked under its frame But not tonight Then Hamid looks up the staircase that leads to the dark second floor Its walls are usually lined with black-and-white photos of clowns from one hundred years ago Clowns performing in circuses rodeos and street festivals Clowns posing in random places you’d never think to find them in a diner on the front porch of a house in a cornfield Aunt Julie Hamid says slowly as he turns around to find her fiddling with something in the closet What happened to all your stuff It’s all packed away I’m afraid Aunt Julie says quickly turning to face him She checks the time on her phone and mutters to herself We really have to go Then she looks at Hamid frowning Why is it all packed Hamid asks Just then without warning Uncle Mo steps through the doorway from the living room and walks up to the mirror that hangs over the semicircular table Because Hamid Uncle Mo says as he tugs and twists and pulls at his bow tie your Aunt Julie’s