GENIES AND WITCHES - Father's Help

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Cindy's father was a very tall, fat genie.  His hair was so long that he can use it as a flying carpet. That was the way he travels on his long black hair.   "Cindy, you call me?" asked her father who went by the name of Jack   "Dad the two evil witches, were here just now for the second time.  I have a feeling that Sam has escaped.  So if he escaped that means he's still alive.   Sam is smart he would've found a way to come back to me." explained Cindy   "Are you talking about  Ruth and Hilda?' asked Jack   "Yes Dad.  How do you know their names? "she asked   

"Ruth was the one who started the war.   My  Uncle Nelson was teaching his young ones how to fly.    Not everyone is good at flying a magic carpet, that's why most of us our hair.  Well,  his son Eric never really paid attention to rules.   We had our own airway and the witches had theirs.   We always told the young ones, that was a forbidden zone. I know you must remember.  I told you the same thing when it was your turn to learn to fly.   Eric never had a lesson at all.   One afternoon, he decided to fly without one of our elders.  So he did like he always did.  Whatever he wanted.   

He was showing off, going really fast.  Everything happened in one second.   The oldest of all the witches, the mothers of mothers.  Was knocked right off of her broom.   That old witch didn't just fall off of her broom.   She landed chest first on a sharp piece of metal, in the junkyard.    Eric went down and to check if she was alright.  But she wasn't she was gone.   Dead.  Eric panicked and cover the witch up with more crap then left her there.   Ruth was the first one who found the head witch.   

She told Ruth, that my nephew was responsible for her death.  Ruth promised she will make every genie pay for what they did to their queen.  This was over one hundred years ago.  We're all fighting a battle that was started over an accident gone wrong." explained Jack  "I  do remember everything you thought me.  Boy, I use to think that we had too many rules.  I don't think that any longer.  Can you help?" asked Cindy   "Honey, of course, I can, and I will help you.  How long was it when they left here?"   asked her father  "It's been quite a while." said Cindy   

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