Sorry this is a day late; I was out of town this past weekend.
“What are you?” he asked, ignoring Paribanu’s question.
“I’m different things to different people. To Ali Baba I was a djinn. To Cinderella I was a fairy godmother. To the devout I am a guardian angel. I’m whatever you need me to be, Zeke.”
This is from A Handful of Wishes, my novel-in-progress.
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