She looked at him; he was lying on his bed, snoring loudly. His mouth was open wide, bare gums were visible. He looked like a small baby.
His false teeth and specs were waiting for him on the bedside table. The night lamp was creating a blue circle on his sleeping face.
The curtain on the window was softly stirring in the light breeze. She sat up and opened her hand bag.
After fumbling for a while she brought out a small box in her shaky hands. It was a old ivory made box, she pushed a small button after quite a few futile attempts; the box sprang open.
A thick fume came out of the box and filled up the room.
“What’s going on dear?” Jay asked from his bed.
The smoke vanished before she could answer and a strange creature was standing in the middle of the room.
He was barely four feet tall but his face was old, shriveled and white hair and beard hung low down to his knees.
“Thanks for liberating me creatures.” He said with a smile. Rita noted that he too had too little number of teeth in his mouth.
“Ask me for any three wishes, I will grant them, but be careful about what you ask.”
“I want to live again.” Jay blurted out.
“OK!” the creature nodded.
“I want to die in peace.” Rita said.
“Granted.” the creature said.
She looked at her husband’s bed but could not see him.
“What did you do to him?” she asked in panic.
“He is right there. Sleeping.” The creature said.
She got up on her wobbly knees and made her way to his bed. A small infant was sleeping on the bed.
She gulped hard and then uttered her third wish, “Take care of him when I am dead.” The creature nodded and vanished.
Rita thought that she noted a naughty twinkle in his eyes.