I know this is a little out of order. For all two of you who are reading this, Chris is located between Andy and Amber.
I am a terrible liar. I have no poker face. I am also gullible like no other. So, you could score pretty big if you throw a surprise birthday/blackjack party for me. Chris, however, has been a magician as long as I have known him, and he is a good liar. The first time I met him, we were both at a high school theater dinner. Throughout dinner, the flash of a camera was eminent. Being the big-haired Texan I am, I want to know in which direction I should face to smile for my close-up. After the flash happened four or five times, I began to get antsy. No one was yelling, "Say Cheese!" or "Smile!" Chris was sitting in the general direction the flash was coming from, and I asked him if he was taking pictures. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at me cluelessly. The flash went on throughout dinner, like Chinese water torture. To this day, I am not really sure if and how Chris did it. Or why he did it, for that matter. I never got a straight answer from him, but I can only assume he did it to mess with everyone's heads.
Chris was one of the nicest guys I knew in high school. We had lots of deep teenage soul-baring conversations on the stairs backstage during shows. And he always had new card tricks and flash paper. I am thrilled to know that he is totally serious about magic, now. I love knowing that so many of my friends are following their dreams.
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