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"Well, I guess I want to be rich," you tell Jenna. "Who wouldn't?" Jenna responds. Then she ducks her head. You can see she's trying to hide her laughter. "They all ask for that," she mutters. She fakes a yawn. "Bor-ing." You feel your face flush. But you don't really care what she thinks. Now that you've decided on a wish, you want it to come true! "So will you make me rich?" you demand. "Okay, fine. No big deal." Jenna adds with a shrug. "But you have to say 'I wish I were rich' or else I can't deliver the goods. It's a primo genie rule." You close your eyes and cross your fingers for good luck. "I wish I were rich," you announce. WHOOOOOOSH! The room fills with a huge, white smoky cloud. You can't see a thing until... ______________________________________ Take a look on PAGE 135. |
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