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Maya reached out and gripped Leo’s hand. As the Citizens of Oz rushed the stage in their fantastical, asymmetrical costumes, Leo didn't look at the actors. He looked at his daughter. Her eyes were wide, reflecting the shimmering stage lights, a tear already tracing a path down her cheek.

His daughter, Maya, stood beside him, her face illuminated by the massive emerald posters of Elphaba and Glinda. She’d been singing "Defying Gravity" into her hairbrush since she was six. Tonight, for her sixteenth birthday, the hairbrush was being traded for the real thing. buy tickets for wicked on broadway

The flickering neon of Times Square always felt like a heartbeat, but tonight, it pulsed with a specific, electric green. Maya reached out and gripped Leo’s hand

The lights dimmed. A hush fell over the three thousand people. Then, the first orchestral blast of the overture hit—a jagged, thrilling chord that made the floorboards vibrate. Her eyes were wide, reflecting the shimmering stage