The Elevator Fifty-Second Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused   trouble to others for his own amusement.  Cardonali had the ability to   put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted   to.  He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an   elevator waiting to see who would get in.

Six foot three, 235 pound Edward entered the elevator.  Today he was dancing with his dance troop of seven and eight-year-old girls.  Seven year old Olivia tried to calm his nerves.

"Honey, I know you are nervous, but you are going to do fine."

"I have butterflies in my stomach, Daddy."

"That is normal.  Everyone has them.  But you have been practicing for months.  You'll do fine."

"I hope so."

"Your mother and I will be in the audience rooting you on.  No matter how you do, we will always love you."

"I love you too, Daddy."

"Just remember you will be dancing with all your friends.  Joyce, Melody, Jessica, all your friends in the second grade.  They will be there to support you too."

"I know Daddy."

"So are you feeling better?"

"A little Daddy."

"You know Mommy and I love you."

"I love you too."

"Where's that smile?  Come down here and give me a kiss."

The elevator's doors opened on the first floor and the former construction worker exited the elevator to dance with seven and eight-year-olds in front of all his neighbors.

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