Chapter Four
"And now you say the magic words ..."
"Abracadabra!”
Spin couldn’t help but grin as the adolescents’ shouts sounded all throughout the small theater. After their enthusiastic cheers, Spin added the drum roll sound effect to the cacophony. From her place just off the stage behind the curtains, she turned back to the main event.
The Great Piers Northwood, Illusionist Extraordinaire, waved his perfectly manicured slender fingers over a pristine top hat. The stage lighting caught the sparkles of the eye shadow he’d placed over his eyelids. His thin lips gleamed from the second coat of gloss Spin had watched him apply before the show.
Of course, The Great Nitwitini wasn’t holding the hat. That job was reserved for his faithful assistant. Spin’s gaze traveled to Lark whose knuc
