- Rating: Teen
- Warnings: none
- Genre: angst
- Pairing: none
Trucy remembered her daddy’s smile, great and proud, when he told her of the grand illusion to take place in the courtroom.
She remembered his grin as he rounded the corner with the guard in pursuit. That was the last gift of his she’d seen.
But that was okay. That was the trick.
Like her mommy, a vanishing act so perfect she couldn’t remember anything like her smile.
Trucy knew the truth of it as a magician all her own. A family’s like a vanishing act. Beautiful and breathtaking, hopeful, there and then gone.
A magic that could never last.