The Vanishing Box

Β© A Mixed Bag
Β© A Mixed Bag

The three wine glasses on the table were filled with different amounts of colored liquid. The magician gave a practiced flourish and the liquid in the glasses began to tilt sideways. The audience gasped.

“It’s all done with mirrors,” said Walter loud enough so that the people sitting around him all heard.

“Shush,” scolded his wife Abigail.

“He’s actually tilting the table but it appears…”

“I mean it, Walter. No one wants to hear,” she hissed.

With each illusion, Walter couldn’t help describing how the trick worked. More audience members began joining Abigail in shushing the annoying loudmouth.

“For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer from the audience,” replied the magician. He scanned the crowd and then pointed at Walter. “How about… you sir!”

“Me?” asked Walter. “You bet!”

Walter hurried to the stage excited to debunk the next trick while all eyes were upon him.

After introductions and the usual banter, the magician brought out a large upright box and asked Walter to step inside.

The music built to a crescendo as the magician twirled the box and then stopped and whisked the door open, revealing it’s empty contents. The crowd roared with approval.

When the applause died, the magician called out to Abigail.

“Don’t worry, ma’am. I’ll bring your husband back.”

Abigail shouted back. “Could you wait until tomorrow morning?”

The crowd gave her a standing ovation.

[This is my entry into the Sunday Photo Fiction challenge, hosted by Alastair Forbes. Write a short story of 200 words or less from the photo prompt provided.]

~V

 

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36 thoughts on “The Vanishing Box

  1. Great comeback, Abigail! Personally I’m awful at figuring out how magic tricks work, so I confess to being curious — but anyone telling all the secrets right there during the performance deserves to be stuck in a box for a while. πŸ˜‰

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    1. I confess to sometimes being an insufferable know-it-all, which is only made worse when it’s revealed that I don’t have a clue about much of anything…lol. Like our vanishing fellow, I sometimes don’t know when to shut up. I’d like to think I won’t be sent away in a box. Thanks for the comment, Joy. πŸ™‚

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      1. Well speaking on behalf of the rest of the audience, Chris, we wouldn’t send you away in the box. Maybe leave you there a little while until you learned your lesson… πŸ˜‰

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