One wish. That's all I had left with the genie.

I never thought I'd wish for this.

Well- some part of me did.

I slowly swallow, and close my trembling hands while sputtering out my next words very carefully.

"I wish for sunshine." I slowly smile as a wet tear falls down my cheek, slightly burning sensitive skin.

The genie looks intensly at me with a confused tilted head.

"Sunshine?" He says, while trying to look deeper into my soul.

"Yes. The brightest sunshine there is. The brightest sunshine iv'e met."

"Met?" The genie looks at me carefully when a sudden realization hits his face.

"Your best friend," He sputters out while slowly softening his gaze.

The tears keep coming, falling down tired cheeks, and a tired face.

"Yes. The one who died. Because she was my brightest sunshine."