They Come In Three's

Marc is moving things out the apartment of his now deceased mother. While he's moving things out of her closet he finds a old dusty genie-shaped lamp. He picks it up and jokingly rubs it as if a genie is going to come out. He says to himself "stupid" and he puts the lamp in a box. As he puts it in the box he here's a older man ask "do you need any help moving this stuff out?" "Oh no thank you" Marc replies.

"You sure?" the man says.

"I'm sure. I'm almost done anyway. I'm Marc by the way" he says as he goes to shake the mans hand.

"I'm Gene, but you can call me Genie." he says as he shakes Marc's hand.

"So you're the landlord my mom always talk about. Well did talk about."

"Yeah, I've been land lord here for awhile. Your mom was one of the best tenants I ever had." Genie says.

"You're not just saying that are you?" Marc laughs.

"No, I'm serious. She really was. In fact I gave her that genie lamp as a gift. Told her she gets three wishes."

"Hopefully they came true before her car accident." Marc replies.

"I'm sure they did." Genie says.

"Say why don't you take the lamp? I'm sure in a time like this you could use three wishes. especially for your ex-wife." Genie says.

Marc chuckles. "I sure could use three wishes."

"How have you been doing since the divorce?" Genie asked.

Marc looks at Genie with a slight surprised look.

"It's okay, your mom told me about what was going. I too divorced my wife cause of infidelity. So I've been where you are." Genie says.

"Well you know how hard it is trying not to be that guy that says all women cheat." Marc replies.

"You just gotta take it one day at a time. Focus on yourself and your future. you have a bright future. Especially with three wishes by your side."

"Thanks." Marc says chuckling.

"Well this is the last box so I'll get out of your hair. Thanks." Marc says.

"Not a problem." Genie replies.

"See ya later." Marc says as he leaves.

"See ya. But it'll be sooner than you think." Genie says after Marc walks out.

Marc is in the driving when the bluetooth in his car starts ringing. Marc answers and it's his soon to be ex-wife Ashley.

"What do you want Ashley?" Marc asks.

"What do you mean what do I want? I want the car!" Ashley yells.

"Ashley your car is still in the shop from you crashing it when you were drunk." Marc replies.

"You said it'd be in the shop for two weeks." Ashley says angrily.

"What?!? No I didn't. The mechanic said it'll be two to three weeks to get it fixed." Marc replies.

"Are you trying to keep me away from my car in some attempt to get me back?" Ashley asks.

"No! You want the car you can have it, but you can't get it cause it's in still in the shop." Marc replies.

"It had better be Marc, or you will hear from my attorney." Ashley says.

Marc sighs. "You know I really wish you'd disappear already." Marc replies.