The Genie and the Curly-Tailed Pig.
“Here’s your genie. He’s all yours for the next fourteen days.”
“He’s big,” Mark blurted out. He trembled as he stared at the genie’s sinister smile. “He’s r-really b-big.”
Mark’s eyes moved to the genie’s large, curved sword that he kept in his belt. Why does he need such a big weapon? Mark thought.
