" She looks down and sees it sticking straight out and it bounces a little as the blood is pumped through its veins. "Well I think I am liking what I ...ee very much. But I am also surprised by one thing. That moan of your sisters name." I cut her off before she can finish, "It's not what you think. I wasn't thinking of my sister, it was a different girl." Carly stops smiling and has a sad face, "Well that's a shame because what was surprising wasn't the fact that you were moaning your sisters. Seconds passed with no ringing. What if the number was out of service? It had been nearly nine years. Then, an all too familiar voice answered.“Ah, if it isn’t my diminutive friend Roger Grainer.”“Good day, Mr. Timms. You owe me a refund.”“It’s a little late for that. You’ve owned the item for over a decade.”“None the less. The item failed to operate per your guarantee. A refund is due.”“All right, this line is secure. What are you claiming my genie’s daughter has or has not done?”“She ran away. She carefully brushes aheavy coating of mascara onto her lower and upper eyelashes.She selects Covergirl two-coat long-lasting lipstick; the base coat is adeep plum red; once it has set she applies the clear topcoat. The wholeprocedure has taken about thirty minutes.Michele brushes out the brunette, shoulder-length wig she has selectedand positions the wig on her head and adjusts it so that her fringe isstraight and level with her eyebrows.She looks in the mirror and is happy with what she. “Alexis?” She said, yawning. “I told you to go into your lamp.”“You once told me that you consider me your best friend,” Alexis said. “Best friends don’t always do as they’re told.”“You’re also my genie, and you have to do what I say.”“Fine, if you’re going to be like that, I’ll just leave, and take these delicious pancakes with me.”“No…Alexis, I’m sorry,” Sophie said.“It’s not me you should be apologising to. It’s that boy you scared half to death, and the boy who had to stop you.”“Oh God,.