Bread and Circuses

Valeria left the Circus Tresaulti to become the town baker– a position all too easily seen as a threat to the magistrate.

  • Excerpt

    We worked for three hours in silence before I gave in and asked her name, just to have a little noise.

    (No one had asked her, not even Crane—who cared what your name was if you could do the work?)

    “They called me Valeria at the circus,” she said, lifted the metal rack out of the oven, carried it across the little bare yard to the water trough.

    “I’m Tom,” I said, and she gave me a wary look for a moment before she turned to her work.

    You’d never know she had been a dancing girl; she moved like a soldier.

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