Abracadabra! - A Spellbinding Christmas Tale Packed With Twists and Turns, Adventure and Magic That Doesn't Always Go to Plan!

By Milo Moonlight

One Christmas morning, Charlotte receives a magic box, a truly magic box. She has barely begun to use it when, for her and for her insufferable little brother, serious trouble begins… A spellbinding tale packed with twists and turns, adventure and magic that doesn’t always go to plan! For readers 10 years and older In the same collection: 1- In the Shadows, Down By the Bookshop 2- The Greatest Scare of My Life 4- Single Ticket to the Unknown 5-Lost In My City, On Another World

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Nov 2, 2016
• ISBN: 9781326839222

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Abracadabra! - A Spellbinding Christmas Tale Packed With Twists and Turns, Adventure and Magic That Doesn't Always Go to Plan!

ABRACADABRA!

By MILO MOONLIGHT

Adventurers of the Incredible Collection

MM PUBLISHERS

IN A NUTSHELL

One Christmas morning, Charlotte receives a magic box, a truly magic box. She has barely begun to use it when, for her and for her insufferable little brother, serious trouble begins…

A spellbinding Christmas tale packed with twists and turns, adventure and magic that doesn’t always go to plan!

For all readers 10 years and older.

COPYRIGHT

©2016 Milo Moonlight.

All right reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without permission of the author.

ISBN: 978-1-326-83922-2

Illustration: Marzena Nereida Piwowar

Translation from the original French: Emilie Watson-Couture and the author.

Original title: Abracadabra !

Printed and bound in Great Britain.

Milo Moonlight is better known in France as Jérémie Cassiopée.

The author can be contacted at:

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EDITOR’S NOTE

Each and every one of the stories in this collection is true. Or at least that’s what the people who wrote them – authors young enough to still be at school – told me.

One of them came to my house one morning and rang my doorbell. I was working in my office, waiting for an important letter, so I opened the door. My visitor gave me a manuscript. You have to read our adventures, sir, he told me.

He put his parcel in my hands, went back to the pavement without giving me time to react, and before I knew it, he had run away.

Two weeks later, I looked at one of the pages of the manuscript in question without much conviction. I had fifty other ones to read, you see. Intrigued by what was written, I started over from the start.

The very next day I called the young man on the cell phone number he had given me. Getting him and his friends to sign a publishing contract was quicker and simpler than I’d thought.

These tales are therefore presented as authentic. Will you be convinced? I can only hope so.

What is certain is that if you are like me, these adventures will grab you, only letting you go a very, very long time after you have read the last line.

The authors asked to remain anonymous. The names of the places and people have therefore been changed, but this will not hinder your reading in any way, I promise.

I wish you all fantastic discoveries during the following pages.

THE STORY

Around the table, crunchy doughnuts and whipped cream have been gobbled up. Coffees and drinks have met the same fate and everyone, looking satisfied with round bellies, is sinking into their armchairs in search of a well-deserved moment of digestive relaxation.

This is when I intervene, holding my deck of cards. I rid the tablecloth of its cake crumbs in an ample movement and – Abracadabra! – magic makes its way into the room. With a perfectly controlled wrist movement, the cards leap free of their wrapping. An additional movement, and they arrange themselves in a fan formation around my hand.

I confidently say:

– As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, this deck of cards could not be more normal.

I execute my favourite distribution, and the cards impeccably align themselves face down on the table under Uncle John’s incredulous eyes. I then add:

– Choose a card, any card. Then put it back in the deck, wherever you like.

Many indecisive hands reach forward, but Grandad’s is the one that reaches the deck first. He picks a card and, as I turn around, proudly shows it all around before placing it back with its friends.

Now I shuffle. It’s the perfect pretext to pull all the stops: Russian, Japanese and finally American shuffles. The cards crackle like dry wood and come and go between my fingers