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Family Secrets
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"Mom, mom! Are you alright?" Lester shouted at his mother, and then tore her blindfold off.

Lester's mother opened her eyes and smiled. "Come on, son, you knew that bullet couldn't hurt me."

Lester returned his mother's smile, and then looked around the ground at her feet. The bullet had rolled beneath the chair. Lester did indeed know that the bullet couldn't squeeze its way between his mother's too-tight atoms. They were just fortunate that the men now in custody weren't aware of this. Luckily, his mother's innate abilities weren't as readily apparent as his own.

"Are you ready to go home now, mom?"

"Sure, son. I think I had enough excitement for one day."

Lester helped his mom up, and then the two of them walked out of the room and into the warm, morning sun. They were greeted by a man in an expensive looking suit.

"Are you the guy that called me and told me to call the police to come rescue you?" the man asked.

Lester smiled. "That would be me, sir, yes."

"And can you tell me why the CEO of my competition has just been arrested for kidnapping and attempted murder?"

Lester looked to his mother, and the two of them let out a slight giggle. "Go ahead, son, tell the man," his mother said.

"They wanted the password to your voicemail. Guess they could have learned a lot from that, and you'd never be the wiser," Lester explained.

"Makes sense," the man said. "But how'd you call to warn me if you were in the same room with them?"

Again Lester looked to his mom, who answered for him. "Lester walked through the wall and called you." Then she smiled at the man, and nodded to her son.

The man looked to Lester and then to his mother, and then said, "Okay, so don't tell me. Anyway, I'm just glad you're both okay and that jerk's on his way to jail. Oh, and if you're ever looking for work, I've got a position for you if you want it. It's the least I can do after what you've done for me. What is it you do for a living, by the way?"

Lester laughed and looked at his watch. "I'm a magician, sir. And I'm late as heck for a child's birthday party right now. But thanks for the offer, anyway."

The two men shook hands, and Lester kissed his mother before he ran back to his car. Lester's mother waived to her son and shot him a sly wink before he sped off.

"I bet he's a great magician," the man said to Lester's mother.

"The best," she said, proudly. "He's been practicing ever since he was a little kid. You should see his hand through the board trick. It's a real scream." She chuckled, knowingly, and shook the man's hand before she excused herself. She then walked around the corner and out of his sight.

"Strange pair," the man said, when he was once again alone. "And that mother - boy, that's some strong grip she's got."

If he only knew. Then again, he'd probably never believe it. Some family secrets are just too unbelievable to be true. Especially Lester's.

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