Yes, a couple minutes late, but yes.

Dave waits by the living room window, like a father waiting for his daughter to come home from a date with a guy he didn’t approve of.

Thirty three minutes after placing the call he sees Maggie walking down the block towards his house. She had the same clothes on as earlier, but had added a light jean jacket to fight off the chill that had settled in with the setting of the sun.

As Maggie turns into his walkway Dave moves towards the door and lets himself out.

Maggie smiles broadly as she sees him exit his house, “Dave…”

“Hold on a second.” He says, sitting down on the steps. And placing the wishbone beside him. “Come here.”

Maggie nods, and instead of sitting on the cold concrete she goes to sit on his lap, noticing at the last second the wishbone. “What’s that?”

“Maggie what I’m about to say is going to sound like I’m crazy okay? But, please hear me out.” At Maggie’s serious nod Dave explains about the wishbone, gently gliding his hand up and down her back.

Afterwards Maggie looks at him, “Did…did you hit your head?”

“No baby. Not at all.” Dave grasps the bone, and wishes Maggie’s legs to grow three inches.

“Oh My GOD! It…How…” Maggie screams as she watches her legs grow three inches, and just as quickly shrinking back to original length. Dave puts the wishbone back on the step. “Okay…I believe..wait. Who all have you used it on…not me right?”

“I did, but nothing invasive. I just increased your attraction to me to let me into your house, have a drink with me, and the courage to let me into your room. And to vividly imagine you and me in the story. I also took away the pain in your ankle. Oh and you can’t lie to me.”

Maggie blinks, then quickly reaches for the bone, Dave doesn’t try to stop her. “I wish for you to never lie to me.”

Dave blinks, “Why would I ever lie to you?”

Maggie searches his face, “Did you mean it when you said you loved me?”

Dave nods, “Yes.”

“For how long have you loved me?”

“About three hours. Though I did like you a lot before that.”

“Wh…what made you love me?”

“After I left your house I went to Pamela’s. After she admitted to causing your accident I was going to do unspeakable things to her. But…your image popped into my head and it stopped me from doing the worst things. In fact I still have to undo a little of what I left. And then after that I went back to the place I was fired from and did some things to my boss that in my vengeance trance, I guess you can call it, that were way above what should have been done. Again the thought of you calmed me.”

“Really?”

“I can’t lie to you. You wished it, and it is done.”

“But…why does it make you do those things?”

“I’ve thought about it for a bit now. Remember though, this is a Demon’s bone. Demon’s are evil. And so I think while you control the wishes, every time you wish you lose a bit of yourself. We need a stop for the more heinous things. A conscience. You are my conscience.”

“So…what…”

“I don’t want to give up the bone. But I know I can’t control myself without you. I need you to help me. Forever.”

“Are…are you asking…”

“Yes, I do believe I am.”

Maggie looks into Dave’s eyes, searching. “What is your greatest fantasy?”

“The triplets down the street.”

Her face falls, “Not…not me?”

“There’s a difference. They are a fantasy. You are reality. Now with that bone I can make fantasy a reality…but I’d have to use a lot of wishes to do so, and lose myself a little more each time. This I believe. I’ll take reality any day, no any second over a fantasy.”

Her face perked up during that speech, and she closed her eyes at the end. “Then, yes Dave. I’ll be your…”she grins, “your conscience.” She places the bone down, “And your....”