Magic Touch From my hotel room window, I could see a large advertisement board with his face on it: Jason, the Great Magician.
I absent-mindedly turned the(page) of the phone book and came across a city map. Drinking my iced coffee I ran my fingers along the streetsthe hotel to the opera hall. Not morea half-hour walk, I thought.
I looked(quick) at the clock, "The show starts in one hour; plenty of time! I drank the rest of my coffee and went to take a shower. Soon after, I was on my way to the show, (carry) a fancy black handbag and a happy smile.
The hall was dark when I came in; the show was about(begin). I made my way backstage just the great magician was putting on his top hat.
"Daddy, I'm so glad to see you," I(whisper), I'm in town for the writer's class, but I just couldn't miss your show." I gave him a quick hug and went back into the seating area, leaving him with a(surprise) smile. I settled down in the darkness, and the curtains opened.
Magically, that show remains the Great Jason's best(perform) to this day.
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