Chapter 54

“Margo loves you more than her writing,” I told Bobby, watching him light a bed of coals on fire.

Feeling embraced by the light wind and chill, I knew the members of Underground Spectacle would still show for the night’s events, which entailed firewalking and eating, sword throwing and eating, piercings, and other attractions of the Underground world that I interpreted as fascinating, food for the soul, and mesmerizing.

“She needs to show that she loves me, Axle. I’ve never really felt loved by her.”

“And you need to earn her love,” I said, being diplomatic, frank, and honest. “You can’t hide yourself from her at the farm. Spend some time with her. Become part of her world, and she will become part of your world.”

“I’ll think about it,” he said, continuing his set-up for the night’s show.