James sometimes wondered if he was working too hard. He would come from from the office, his hand sore from working at the drafting table. He was glad though, to have so many exciting projects to work on for the hood.
When he came home he would brush up on his hobbies and skills, working on his creativity by painting (if his hand wasn't tired from drafting) or practicing on the chess table.
and the little flirtation they had going on. He wondered why he didn't think about her more when he was at home, why he didn't call her up and invite her over more often. Of course, now it was too late.
He was shocked and saddened to hear of her unexpected death and regreted that he hadn't taken the initiative to get to know her better when he still had the chance.
He'd heard the rumors just like everyone else in the hood that Genesis Sartor had found a magic lamp and used it to bring Chase Platz back from the dead. Any sensible sim would doubt that's what really happened, but it's what he'd heard. He called Genesis and asked her about it. She insisted that the story was true.
"Is there anyway you could use the lamp to bring Jessica back?" James asked. Genesis seemed annoyed by the suggestion. "She has two small children that don't deserve to lose their mother so young."
"I guess I could," Genesis said reluctantly. "I did have one wish left, but I don't have the lamp anymore."
"What happened to it?"
"I lost it when I was moving to the new dorms. I thought I'd placed it in my inventory, but I must have left it behind. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. Really."
James thanked Genesis and said goodbye and his life fell back into it's regular pattern of work, study, sleep.