Today, Sydell Voeller is sharing a snippet of Summer Magic with us.
When her fiance calls off their engagement, veterinarian assistant Lisa Prentice joins the circus in hopes of escaping the everyday grind. But life under the big top isn’t quite what she expected. None of the veterinarian’s former assistants managed to please their
short-tempered boss, and Lisa fears that her days are numbered, too. Michael Figaro, a dashing young trapeze artist, is also caution about whether Lisa can stay, and because of that, he tries to keep his distance. Still, Lisa finds herself overwhelmingly attracted to him. Although Michael is the aerialist, it is Lisa who is flying on an emotional high wire. What happened to her safety net? Will their love survive?
Excerpt from Chapter 2:
Inside the coliseum, Lisa found an unreserved seat and sat down. The band was playing a lively tune. Vendors selling popcorn and cotton candy worked the side aisles.
As the lights dimmed and the music swelled, a rainbow of colors filled the arena. Lisa’s meeting with Claudette soon forgotten, new anticipation flowed through her. It was time for the Spectacle to begin.
With rapt attentiveness, she clasped her hands together. Animals in bright head dresses and performers wearing sequin-spangled
costumes paraded by. Then came the first act, which soon gave way to the next. Lisa laughed with the crowds at the chimps bouncing on pogo sticks, clapped for the tiger jumping through a ring of fire, and gazed in awe at the red-sequined showgirls performing an aerial
Next the Flying Figaros emerged. Dressed in glittering silver capes, holding hands and smiling their most dazzling smiles, they sprinted into the center ring. In seconds the troupe was ascending the high rope ladder, Estelle sitting on Michael’s shoulders. While Claudette began to swing from a trapeze, Michael and Rudolph, perched on high rungs, balanced poles from their foreheads.ballet.
In an instant, the blue spotlight shifted back to the two young women. Lisa watched first one, then the other spin through the air, skillfully performing their famous double somersaults. The most difficult trick–Michael’s triple–was only seconds away.
“And now ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages,” the ringmaster boomed, “world-renowned Michael Figaro will perform one of the most daring acts in circus history! The triple somersault!”
A hush blanketed the coliseum. The drums rolled. From somewhere overhead, the spotlights dimmed, casting a dramatic hue over the performers. Lisa’s heart pounded. Every nerve in her body stood on end. Oh, Michael. Please be careful, she silently pleaded.