Preeti was talking, “Don’t worry, Father is the Best. I have seen him do this trick with so many people so many times. So what if he did not cut me, he can join me.” Priya had to smile at her daughter’s optimism.
Prem stood outside the door, helplessly watching as his daughter was waiting for him to come and fix her amputated leg. “I wish I was a real Magician, not just an Illusionist,” He thought.