While looking at the sky and feeling the tickles of the wind on his face, Martin said "I wish I could fly"
"Why don't you wish to walk first?" In a surprised tone
He thought by himself for a bit, sighed... "Walking wouldn't get me out of here. Also... I need legs for that"
"Wish for legs then" Innocently suggesting
The displeasure was evident on his face "I finally got rid of them, why would I want to wish them back after I wished them gone?"
"The other day...you wished for parents, didn't you hate them also?" Trying to understand his way of thinking "Didn't you wish you hadn't had them?"
He answers in contempt "I wished for good parents, legs are just legs"
"But if you had good parents, they would have stopped you from running into the road" excited, as if finally found a way out of this legs paradox "you would still have legs! And if you just didn't jump to save that little girl"
Without any sign of surprise or excitement "If I had good parents, none of this would've happened" As if he already have thought of this before
"Do you still remember the times you had them?" Running away from the legs dilemma
Martin looked at the sky again "I only remember that I wished they disappeared"
"We don't notice our blessings until they disappear, they say" Imitating him, looking upwards as well
His contemplation at sky was ruined "Were you even listening to me? They weren't a blessing!"
"Were they that bad?" Curiously asking
Resting his palm on his thigh, shifting his gaze to where his legs should have been, as if he's feeling the weight of his absent limbs "Could they possibly have been more terrible? They tried to kill me"
The only thing you could hear was the sound of the breeze and loud silence.
"I'm so sorry to hear that. I can't imagine such parents... you must've suffered a lot. But why would any parents intend to harm their own kids? Let alone the idea of ending their lives!" While trying to absorb the most surprising thing heard in their life
He tightened his grip on his thigh "My twin sister died because of me. They hated me for that... Always"
"How did you... um—?" Still not able to understand all of this
He questioned the stutter within himself but continued to narrate "My sister? Doctors said I kicked her inside our mother or something"
"And they blamed you for that?" Surprised again
Confusion appeared on his face "Either that, or because I've always told them she's alive... Maybe both?"
"Is she!?" Not understanding anymore
Closed his eyes for a bit, then opened them in sadness "I don't know"
"Wouldn't they have known if she's alive?" Mouth is still moving while the mind is blocked in its attempts to process
Confused himself "I guess—they were crazy"
"And how did they pass away, if you don't mind me asking?" Stopped trying to comprehend at this point
Raised his head to the sky, closed his eyes to stop a tear—but a smirk escaped instead "I told you... I wished I didn't have them"
Widened the eyes "What do you mean!?"
"Here he is! Alone on the fire escape! Hurry up!" an employee screamed
"Why did he say that you're alone?" In a sudden outburst
He kept his eyes closed "Because I am"
"Shut up!" Shouted, contrary to previous behavior, as if it is a different person
He remained calm "I won't continue the story if you keep shouting"
"You're not alone! I am here!" Loosing the sobriety
They looked into each other's eyes as if nothing else exists
"I don't know about that... but I surely know that you made my wishes come true"
It was this last surprise, that made her go crazy "I said—" She proceeds to push him "—I exist!"
Martin shifted his sight from her eyes to where his legs should've been, then to the sky
" You made more wishes come true I see... Even a genie is only capable of thr—"