James McMillian lived a simple, bachelor's life. When the weather was nice outside, he played chess outside to keep his logic skills sharp, even though he found playing alone frustrating.
"Is he gay?" he asked.
"No . . . at least I don't think so." Genesis was starting to have doubts.
"Let me meet him. I can tell you for certain whether he's gay or not."
Within seconds of meeting James for the first time, Genesis got her answer.
"Sweetheart, trust me. There is no way this guy is gay. Ugh, just look at that shirt he's wearing."
Last year, she had made a startling discovery, someone had left an antique lamp on the dorm steps for her, with a genie inside! At the time she had been too bewildered to make a wish, too taken aback to know what to wish for, but now she knew.
"Your wish is my command."
"I can't do this anymore. I don't think this is working out. I'm sorry. Goodbye, James."
As they exchanged a goodbye hug and promised they would remain friends, James felt it was for the best. Genesis was everything a guy could want, beautiful, funny, smart, and young. Maybe it was the last thing that was the problem. In the back of the mind he couldn't get past the age difference. She was so young. He couldn't help thinking of his brother Bradford, the protective father of four daughters, and couldn't help thinking about what Genesis's father would feel about her dating someone not quite, but nearly twice her age. He hoped she would find someone else, someone who would truly be able to love and appreciate her. A part of him was sorry that he couldn't be that guy.
"That's strange, for sure," Jessica agreed, but secretly she could see why a young woman would go to such lengths to win over the handsome architect.
"Oh, I can't look! You didn't tellme this would be a scary movie." Jessica covered her hands over her eyes.
"Oh, but it's just one of those moments that happen in movies when it seems like everything is so peaceful and happy, but it's just building up the suspense before something terrible happens."
"Nothing terrible will happen, I promise. Open your eyes. It's okay."
This was nice.