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By Jeff Baker
The bottle was glistening as it washed onto the beach, not just with water and sunlight but a shimmering golden swirl of tiny stars which quickly faded.
I sighed. “See what I mean?”
“What? You got a bottle, didn’t you?”
“I keep getting bottles,” I said. “Look.”
I picked up the bottle and popped it open. I pulled out the rolled-up parchment, cleared my throat and read:
“Friends! You have an opportunity to make money at home! Ask me how!” I looked over and glared. “See?”
“Uh, oh,” he said.
“I thought I cast the right spell…” I said.
“The one to summon a djinn?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “This stuff is all I get.”
“What do you do with the bottles?” he asked.
“Toss ‘em over there,” I said. “In the pile.”
“Careful you don’t break it. All that glass on a beach…” he said.
“Indestructible bottles,” I said, tossing the latest bottle on the pile with a CLUNK!
“Great!” he said.
“Not great,” I said. “You ever try to recycle indestructible bottles?”
He shook his head.
I sighed again. “This isn’t my day.”