It was hard to be in the elegant room, trying not to move while the crowd swarm around him. George stifled a sigh. If he wasn't getting the eight dollars an hour, he wouldn't have put up with the gawking crowds.
All he had to do was stand still for thirty minutes at a time, dressed as Napoleon. Simple, mindless, perfect job for George. No heavy lifting, no math, nothing that should have embarrassed him. But the crowds, God they were enough for him to scream.
"Who's that?" a snot nosed little girl asked a man, that hopefully was her father.
"Napoleon," father said.
"Who?"
"He ruled France."
"So?" the girl wiped her nose. "He's short."
"Yes, he was."
"I want to see Barney!"
The father ignore her. The little girl walked up to George, he tried not to watch her. But she tugged on his pants. "Stupid," she said.
She slugged George. He sucked in his breath.

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RebeccaEmin over 11 years ago

Ha that is great! Typical kid wanting to see Barney, that made me laugh.

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