![]() It was stuff like The Catcher in the Rye. ![]() Hollis, and so she’d take out her homework. “Maybe when you do your homework,” said Mr. “When do I get to stop bullets? My hypothesis is that stopping bullets would be friggin’ sweet.” She’d seen him make it dance with a twitch of his fingers. Slower.”įor Cherry Murphy, the water always staggered along. “Quarter in,” he’d say, and she’d concentrate on the liquid shivering from cup to cup. Caramel macchiato, no foam, extra hot, which was a yuppie drink if you asked her (but nobody did). Magician’s apprentice had to get the Starbucks. That was the first year, and she spent her time sloo-o-owly magicking water from one glass to another as he read the newspaper and drank the coffee. The magician and the magician’s apprentice.” Hollis told her: “There’s never more than two, Cherry.
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