But, before he had a chance to reply, she realized what it was. “A magic carpet! This is a magic carpet?” “You could call it that,” he laughe...d. “We are going home now. To my home.” When she looked bewildered he explained, “I am free from the lamp now. You did that with your wish. You freed me.” “But how?” “When you wished that I would not be trapped in the lamp,” he said. “I was released from the curse of the sorcerer that imprisoned me there. I was freed by your final wish.” “I didn’t say. I worked with her picking up eggs and the first shift was at 6 am and the next at 6 pm. I arrived at the farm and she had me in for breakfast. After we walked the house taking eggs from the nest boxes. It was so damn hot in that house. Covered in dust and sweat we shined in the light. When we got the boxes loaded in the cooler she and I took a break. She ask if I minded showering in the chicken house. I was told to bring a change of clothing for after work. I agreed and soon she and i were. I waited.The mail delivery guys came by and I just waved at him as if nothing was wrong. Two ladies across the street were talking and they took note. They turned their focus on me and continued to stare. They couldn’t see anything but the top half of me so I continued to rest my hands in the front garden among the flowers.After a bit she was in the house, down the stairs talking to me from behind. Somebody was with her. “Yes, he certainly is naked.” It was a guy’s voice laughing. It sounded. Toward the end of February 1957, Larry went back to the cantina. He asked everyone there if anyone knew Maria Delgado. He felt an inexplicable surge of anger when one man behind the bar replied, "Maria Delgado? Why would you be looking for that whore, gringo? Can't you find any nice white girls in your own neighborhood?"Rick stalked over to the man. "Don't say anything else like that to me. I just want to know if you can tell me where to find Maria. Can you?" Yeah, sure ... she lives a few.