'However, it didn't matter what she told herself. Deep down inside, she knew she was wrong. She knew that if anything, meeting Greg had only made her ...ealize just how shitty her life had become. As hard as she tried not to admit that, she wasn't entirely successful.Sunday morning, Bonnie woke up and found that she really didn't feel very well and told David that she didn't feel like going to church."I don't know," she explained. "I just feel out of sorts. I have a headache and my stomach. And the Keep is built. He can hardly knock it down around us, can he?" "He's only a peasant, that is true... but he is a determined one who has the ears of many of his betters, including the King. He is also a bitter man who carries a grudge. I fear that annoying him does not bode well." But what can he actually do, My Lord? He lives in a hut amongst the gorse bushes outside the village... we reside here in this mighty fortress. How can he harm us?"His wife's cheerful smile and an her sunny. We both had some health issues, so I decided that my next wish would be to give us 'perfect' health, which included taking care of allergies, damaged structures of the body repaired and strengthened, our genetics cleaned up to prevent any diseases from that direction. This was my second wish.The next few weeks went by pretty normally, other than having Nekita in our lives. The wishes covered a spectrum involving health, safety, and some things that might be considered a bit silly. Highlights of. It was almost night already. I had just slept about eight hours after only being awake maybe seven. I was still tired. Oh well, more sleep would fix that.I woke again. Four in the morning. Almost another eight hours. Damn.I was getting hungry. I couldn't move. It hurt too much. Why?"Aaaaah!" I twitched my arm over my mattress. So much pain. My body seemed to be waking up a little. I could just start to barely move. It hurt so much. I looked down to my wounded arm. It looked to be worsening. I.