rich and successful boss

She bit the edge of her lip. "I've got it written down," she answered, pulling out a small sheet of paper." Tom couldn't help but chuckle at her preparedness, but he stiffled his laugh at the glare she gave him.

"Now, here's what I want to wish, exactly as I've written it," she commanded as she handed him the note.

Tom sighed, took the note and began reading. "I wish that Sarah was a rich and successful single businesswoman, my domineering boss for whom I chaffeur and do any menial job she commands because of my **** gratitude to her for getting me off the streets."

As soon as he made the wish Tom felt different - more haggard, a sense of having a long & difficult life even though his memories were the same. He looked over at Sarah to see her looking vibrant and confidant, crouching down to better see herself in the low mirror on the wall.

She made a very pleased look in the mirror, then rose and turned toward him. "Thank you Tom for cleaning this up since Maria has the night off. You can just carry them to the kitchen and she'll take care of it all tomorrow. Once you finish you can leave - I won't need anything else tonight," she said in a even voice.

He looked down to see that there was only one place setting - hers - that he seemed to be in the process of picking up. He gave her a confused look.

"Go on, get to it!" she she ordered with a firm, clear tone. He found himself cleaning up the dishes almost without thinking. As he carried them to the kitchen he realized that the house was totally different. Much larger and open, and more expensively decorated. He heard her voice call to him as he dropped off the dishes. "Yes, ma'am!" he answered instinctively, walking back to see what she wanted.

She pointed at the door. "Remember, your room is above the garage," she said, this time in a slightly teasing tone.

He headed toward the door. He opened it and as he stepped outside, he heard her add softly "And Tom, thank you, this means alot to me."