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The Magic Show

The Magic Show e Ma g ic S h o w Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers essay shley Devine hands me an invitation for her birthday party, a Friday-night sleepover. your invited, it reads in a cartoonish font. The missing apostrophe bothers me. At eleven years old, I am big on following all rules: it is the hallmark of my personality, in fact. Ashley has no such desire, at least as far as I can tell. She has the demeanor of a stoned skater kid, though no one in our grade actually does drugs. She wears skater T-shirts and wide-legged JNCO jeans, swaggering a little when she walks, like a guy. She’s about a foot taller than I am. Ashley won’t ever become middle school royalty, but she’s liked well enough, doesn’t seem too concerned. She passes out her invitations in an uncalculated way, handing them to whomever she feels like. “It’ll be awesome,” she says confidently. “You should come.” S u m m er 2 0 1 7 / T H E M I S S O U R I R E V I E W We don’t know it yet, but this is the last year of group sleepovers. These overnight http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png The Missouri Review University of Missouri

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Abstract

e Ma g ic S h o w Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers essay shley Devine hands me an invitation for her birthday party, a Friday-night sleepover. your invited, it reads in a cartoonish font. The missing apostrophe bothers me. At eleven years old, I am big on following all rules: it is the hallmark of my personality, in fact. Ashley has no such desire, at least as far as I can tell. She has the demeanor of a stoned skater kid, though no one in our grade actually does drugs. She wears skater T-shirts and wide-legged JNCO jeans, swaggering a little when she walks, like a guy. She’s about a foot taller than I am. Ashley won’t ever become middle school royalty, but she’s liked well enough, doesn’t seem too concerned. She passes out her invitations in an uncalculated way, handing them to whomever she feels like. “It’ll be awesome,” she says confidently. “You should come.” S u m m er 2 0 1 7 / T H E M I S S O U R I R E V I E W We don’t know it yet, but this is the last year of group sleepovers. These overnight

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The Missouri ReviewUniversity of Missouri

Published: Jul 19, 2017

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