There’s a special kind of magic in the word “Ta-da.” It’s the sound of surprises, of wonder, of something unexpected but wonderful revealing itself. And in a small, quiet town nestled between the hills and the river, there lived a boy named Milo, who knew exactly how powerful that little phrase could be.
Milo was ten years old and had wild curly hair, bright eyes, and an endless supply of curiosity. But what made him really stand out was his obsession with magic. …
There’s a special kind of magic in the word “Ta-da.” It’s the sound of surprises, of wonder, of something unexpected but wonderful revealing itself. And in a small, quiet town nestled between the hills and the river, there lived a boy named Milo, who knew exactly how powerful that little phrase could be. Read More