“Disappearing act? That’s a magic trick, isn’t it? I like magic tricks!”
- Kate Bush
Jack walked out of the trailer and closed the door. Voltaire ripped off his wig and used it to wipe off his makeup before he turned it inside out and tossed it into the trashcan. Undressed, he began exploring the area with his hands. The trailer was small and cluttered with magic trick equipment. Jack was not neat or organized in any way. Voltaire discovered a vanity table, with a large mirror, and an array of stage makeup.
“Looks like we both play with appearances,” said Voltaire as he found the trash filled with empty cosmetics. He picked up an empty container and dumped the concoction Jack gave him into the container before putting the cap on and letting it fall back into the trash. “Too bad I cannot see his illusions,” Voltaire said as he lay on the ground and screamed.
Jack opened the door with an easy smile that slid from his face when he saw the pile of Voltaire’s clothing on the floor. “Did you have an allergic reaction?” Jack asked. “Do you need help? Where are you hiding?”
“You made me invisible!” Voltaire cried. “I rubbed it on my skin and… I turned invisible! What did you do to me?”
“What no!” Jack exclaimed. “Okay, did Henry send you here to prank me?”
Jack looked around the small trailer. He was crossing the floor to look behind the mirror when he tripped over Voltaire. Once on the ground, Jack touched Voltaire’s face. He began to trail his fingers along Voltaire’s invisible body in surprise. He struggled to accept what he was seeing and touching.
“Can you reverse it?” Voltaire whispered as Jack’s thumb traced his lips.
“Yes,” Jack said. “I will make a new potion and… and … no, wait, I gave you baby powder and water! This is not possible! It’s not!”
“Well, how did I turn invisible?” Voltaire said angrily. “What else could it be?”
“You are right,” said Jack. “I can explain. Somehow… maybe this is something new that I can just do. You see… I can do a magic trick for real… the way I blow up my body, I really do that… I am not a complete hack.”
“You lied to me?” Voltaire whispered. “What? What have you done?”
“Have you ever thought of joining the circus?” Jack asked. “I can make you a part of the act. People will love you. We can make a lot of money, think positive.”
“You want me to think positive?” Voltaire asked darkly. “Alright, how about I sue you for this and take everything you got?”
Voltaire stood up and opened the door. Jack ran over and pushed the door closed. He grabbed the invisible Voltaire with his arms and said, “Wait, I can reverse this… Abra Kadabra!”
“You don’t know what you are doing,” Voltaire said with annoyance in his voice.
“No,” Jack said. “But… but…”
“So… you have the capacity to… glow?” Voltaire said. “And you made a career of it?”
“Yes, they call me ‘The Phosphorescent Clown’” said Jack weakly.
“I don’t think I will sue you,” Voltaire said. “But I will stay in touch. Turn me away and I will destroy your life… Clean my clothes; I will be back.”
“You want me to what?” Jack asked in surprise.
“Do you have a problem?” Voltaire asked, smiling.
“No,” Jack said.
“Then I will see you soon,” Voltaire said as he left the trailer holding his cane that seemed to be invisible in the dark. Whistling, he walked by Katherine who was still wearing her clown makeup, sitting on a swing and quietly staring up at the moon. Inside, Henry was playing solitaire and finishing his last bottle of wine. Voltaire knocked on the window of his car. Kelly opened the door, got out and helped him inside.
Disclaimer: This is an original story that is not based on any real people or events. It is a work of fiction that is purely for your entertainment.