I had Jeanie take the door back home, because I had to drive the car there. It took me till about midnight to get back, and I was bleary-eyed and hopped up on Mountain Dew when I arrived.
Jeanie ran outside to meet me as my beater pulled up into the gravel driveway.
"Kate's kid is here!" She said, "He's adorable!"
I laughed. "He is, isn't he?"
We went inside.
"How's Kate doing?" I stretched my neck languidly.
"Good!" You would have thought Jeanie was the one hopped up on the Dew.
"Why are you so excited?"
She paused, clutching her hands behind her back, as if they were small, fluttering birds to be caught. "Your ancestor never had any kids." She said. "Almost no one who finds me has them..." She turned to me. "And, well, before I was turned genie..." She sighed. "I wanted a family. I wanted to have kids with someone, and watch those kids have kids, and have my family line go down, down into the ages making widening changes like ripples in a pond." Her mouth quirked sideways, as if she were amused. "I don't know why I'm telling you this, though." She started to turn away, to walk down the hall away from me.
I grabbed her wrist. "Jeanie, you can tell me those kinds of things-- okay? I wouldn't have asked if I hadn't wanted to know."
She watched. Who she was watching, I wasn't sure. Her eyes were like blank, polished coins, but her posture, the way she held her eyebrows, all spoke of intense observation. Her eyes went wide for less than a second, then she shook it off.
"What were you thinking?" I asked.
She smiled and walked away. I sighed and followed.
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Three Wishes: This didn't go as planned!
FantasíaAbel is a daydreamer. Things that will never happen, the impossible, are planned neatly in his head, while the possible is left up to chance. However, the impossible becomes possible when Able finds a magic oil-lamp in his grandparent's basement la...
