My Three Lovers and the Crown
"Your next gift is this box. It can only be used by you, and no one else. When not in use, it will shrink to matchbox size.”
“What if I lose it?” I asked, inspecting the box in my hands.
“It’s magic won’t let you lose it. Whatever you wish will be created inside, and it will grow to the size needed. But remember, reality will correspond.”
“And that means?” I met her eyes.
“You may wish for a debit card with ten million dollars. The card will appear, but it’ll be connected to a real bank account of a real person. If you wish for a car, it will appear, but it’ll belong to a real person.”
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