It was. I'd gone with my parents and Dad wanted to sit back and enjoy it and Mom and I drove him crazy trying to figure out HOW they were doing it. We kept craning our necks and almost-standing to see what was hidden on stage. I'm sure we elbowed him a few times in our attempts, poor man. He kept whispering, 'Never mind how, just enjoy the story!'
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