Rainbow TearsA Story by Wendy Seames Garner
The bright colors of a clown, but clowns were suppose to be happy, and she was anything but.
Her hand stopped in mid stroke, she stared into the eyes looking back at her from the mirror. A tear formed in her right eye, soon followed by one in the left. They ran down her face, painting a rainbow. The bright colors of a clown, but clowns were suppose to be happy, and she was anything but.
Tiffany had run away from home at the age of sixteen. She wondered if her drunken mother even noticed she was gone. She had learned to lock herself in her bedroom each night, when her mother came home, dragging strange men with her. She had learned from experience that after her mother passed out, the men would turn their unwanted attentions to her daughter.
When the circus came around last summer, Tiffany left with it. She thought she was in love with the handsome Edmond. She had willingly given him everything she had. Now, she just felt used, and abused. He had taken, not just her money, but her innocence as well.
She winced as she turned away from the mirror. Her stomach was so tender from where he had beaten her last night. She had caught him in a lie, he had been with another woman - she was the one who paid.
Slowly, she donned her costume, and prepared for the nights performance, knowing she would soon be bringing smiles, and laughter to the audience. If only someone could do that for her...a smile almost crossed her lips, as she thought about her plans for later tonight.
At last the big tent was empty. The audience had all gone home, the performers were now eating. Tiffany climbed to the high wire. In her mind, she was a beautiful trapese artist ascending to begin her act. At the top she stopped, closed her eyes, a beautiful smile brought her face to life, and...she jumped.
© 2012 Wendy Seames Garner
Wendy Seames Garner
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