A Peacock Song. Part Three. Nataliya Bogoluibova

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style="font-size:15px;">      I DO WHAT I SHOULD…

      “I think Donut knew something. The elephant was silenced because he wanted to reveal someone’s secret. Look, he wrote that he wouldn’t be mute!” Krish affirmed.

      “Why did the mime want to find that boot?” Barry asked. “The mime means clown. Did he go nuts to burn the wood? Where and why did he lose his boot?”

      “I have no idea!” Raja felt stupid and helpless.

      “The experts told me that the elephant was carved from sandalwood, which came from the forests of Mizoram. The birthplace of our new friend – Oliver the Lizard! It’s interesting, isn’t it?” Krish took the elephant figurine out of his pocket and put it on the table next to peanuts.

      “I think we have to find the mime. I mean the clown. As soon as possible.” Barry said in a confident voice.

      Raja slapped his head and said, “While examining Donut’s room, I found a clown’s fake nose in the drawer!”

      “The driver of that crazy truck was wearing a clown’s wig and a hat!” Krish the Peacock added.

      “All the evidence leads to one person. THE CLOWN!” Barry the Parrot twittered in anxiety and anticipation.

      “It’s time for action! Raja, stop chomping peanuts. Let’s go!” Krish whooped.

      Raja, offended, turned his head and said, “It’s not me!”

      “I mean I’m not chomping. No peanuts left on the table…”

      They looked at each other. None of them were chewing peanuts at the moment. But someone in the room was!

      “We must get out!” Raja said, his voice rising to a hysterical whine. “Out! Out of here! Now!”

      “Wait a moment!” Krish looked at the elephant figurine more intently. The figurine turned its head and lifted its trunk in a greeting gesture. It said, “Thanks for the peanuts. They were so delicious. Hard to resist.”

      “Oh…Are you alive or what? Who are you?” Krish was stunned.

      “I’m Donut the Elephant,” the creature whispered. “Or rather, his small and bewitched version.”

      CHAPTER FIVE

      Amita the Juggler was searching Sparky’s dressing room. “The clown seems to be obsessed with shoes! There are so many of them! Does he change boots every hour? I doubt it. There must be another explanation! But now I can’t guess what these shoes and boots are for…”

      “Wait a moment! I’ve got an idea! Sparky may be hiding something very special among all these shoes!” Amita exclaimed. She counted the boots and the shoes. Then she paired them and found an odd boot that had no pair.

      “There might be something hidden in the boot heel,” she thought. Amita took scissors and ripped the heel off. A silver coin flashed inside, reflecting the faint light from the door.

      Meanwhile, Krish was looking through morning newspapers; headlines saying, “No wild animals are permitted to perform in circuses in India. To stop cruelty against animals in circuses across India …From now and then, it’s illegal to force bears, monkeys, tigers, lions, elephants, dogs, camels, horses, and birds to perform in circuses or any other kind of show!”

      “Have you heard the news?” Barry the Parrot dashed into the room. He fluffed his feathers in excitement.

      Krish the Peacock replied, “Of course. It’s everywhere. In the papers and on the circus billboards!”

      “Sparky and others are leaving the circus! They can’t perform anymore!” Raja shouted as he joined them.

      “Now they will get dispersed! I mean…the kidnappers. We’ll have to chase them all over India!” Krish lamented.

      “That’s not all that I came to tell you!” Raja the Chipmunk lifted his head; his eyes were sparkling mysteriously.

      “Come on! Don’t keep us in suspense!” Krish whooped.

      Raja blurted out, “Amita the Juggler was bewitched!”

      “I’ve already known this,” Barry the Parrot mumbled.

      “Really? Why didn’t you tell us about it?” Krish asked.

      “I promised Amita not to tell anyone what had happened to her,” Barry explained, “I couldn’t reveal her secret!”

      Raja continued, “Amita found a silver coin in the clown’s shoe a few hours ago! There’s a parrot printed in the coin. Can you imagine that? There’s my name printed there too!”

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