"Josephine, where did you get those ridiculous-looking clothes?" a female passerby asked. "Is that a costume, or something?" The young woman turned, then said "And who's your handsome friend?"
"Mary, surely you know the pastor's son," Olivia said, confused.
"Son? Mrs. Harrison, the pastor doesn't have a son. Josephine is his only child. Are you feeling alright?"
"I wish I knew what was happening," Olivia said, more confused than ever.
Genie was vaguely listening to what was being said. She was too involved in her own thoughts of finally being free and the feelings of being male. But her attention was finally pulled back when she felt that all-too familiar feeling that she felt when she was forced to grant a wish. No. No! But ... but she was free! Right? She was in Joseph's body!
And without the opportunity to twist the wish in her favor, because she was so in shock over the fact that she was still apparently a genie, she granted Olivia's wish. Her fourth wish.
Olivia's eyes went wide, upon gaining the knowledge she sought. It was true that Genie had switched bodies with Joseph. But a genie could not be set free unless a master specifically wished for it. So Genie was still a genie, but now she looked like Joseph instead of herself. And reality had changed for everyone who didn't hear Olivia's wish. So now Joseph was Josephine Dell, daughter of the pastor. And everyone (except for Olivia, Genie, and Joseph) remembered her being that way. Olivia grinned, realizing that the wicked genie had tried to cheat to free herself and had ended up remaining a slave. Serves her right, Olivia thought.
"I was free," Genie whimpered in defeat.
