She rubbed the surface gently. The grime slowly wiped away to reveal a beautiful gold gleam. It was the work she did every day: slowly restoring other people's treasures. Everyday it brought a smile to her face.
She didn't see the faint curls of smoke as they swirled out more heavily with each passing rub. She didn't see the form of a man? Mermaid? Whatever it was taking shape. She only turned when she heard the booming voice, "I give only one wish, but I give it 1000 times over. What is your wish?"
Startled, she dropped the small lamp and blinked several times, her mouth agape, before blurting out "Holy crap!"
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Heather--Unfortunately Blogger won't let me edit comments. Can you just go ahead and post the version you wanted published? I've held off on publishing the other two. :)
ReplyDeleteOr you can just link to this using the new link tool if you'd prefer. You might get some clickovers that way.
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