He began rubbing at the smudge. Smoke billowed from the lamp. A voice boomed out. "I AM THE GENIE OF THE LAMP. BY ORDER OF THE GREAT DJINN... YOU, MY MASTER AND THE POSSESSOR OF THELAMP, ARE GRANTED THREE WISHES. FURTHERMORE, BE IT KNOWN, ALSO BY ORDER OF THE GREAT DJINN, THAT A WISH MAY NOT TAKE LIFE NOR MAY IT GRANT WISHES PAST THE THREE NOWGIVEN." "Can you turn down your volume at little? Hell, I'm not deaf. At least, not yet anyway." "Of course, Master." "Let me. ” Mike put his arm down, trying harder to relax. “Seriously though. Was every day this hard for Emily?”“No. She had a few bad days early on, though, that much I remember. She did have one day so bad that it led to her becoming a shut in.”“Tell me more. And keep doing that.” Mike sighed, pressing against Naia’s body. The water fingers twisted beneath him, and he could feel tightly wound muscles relaxing. “I’m curious to know if she was as big a screw up as I am.”“I can do better than that.” Naia. I noted the part for guitar he gave me was substantially different from the harp part it was replacing. Arranged by Leonard LeBlanc. He launched us straight into the Concerto and we played twenty measures before he cut us off, lectured again, and started over. Thankfully, I wasn’t the brunt of that lecture having had only two chords to play at the beginning. I was sure I would come under fire again later. Playing the transcribed harp music was painful. I was glad when the break came and I could. I put the cosmetics and jewelry into a vanity table I'd purchased just for her. The rest of her stuff I sold to a local thrift shop for cash.Suzi and I went to Suzanne's bank to close her accounts. I threw out the cashier's check. It was a trivial amount of money compared to what I had, and cashing it would just leave a trail that Suzanne's relatives could follow if they ever tried to track her down. We canceled the lease on her apartment without leaving a forwarding address.Once Suzanne had.