Mable rummaged through the boxes in the corner of the amenities site, tossing aside much of the useless junk she found.
Toasters, drainage racks, crap records...this isn't what I came for... she thought. I have to find another lamp...like before...
It was three weeks later she found it. Bronze, with an ornately carved handle. Mable's eyes gleamed. This was it! A lamp...surely this one contained the genie she'd been searching for all this time...
Mable clutched the lamp to her chest. She rubbed it, mouthing a silent incantation. Minutes passed. She sighed, and tossed it aside.
Another dud... she thought.
Bryan Thomas almost 9 years ago