WHERE DID THE MAGIC GO?

“I’m capable of magic, you know.  It’s always been that way,” he told her one October morning.

“Show me.  I don’t believe it.”  She kept on making toast.

“And that’s why you’ll never know,” he sighed  and returned to being ordinary.

 

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