Beggars get to ride

It was one of those days when I was bored. The electric company had in their infinite wisdom done a power cut. Again.
Then I remembered the old English proverb which goes like this;

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.

Which suggests if wishing could make things happen, then even the poorest person would have everything they wanted.

It is a crazy idea. You and I know these are fantasies but what if you had that power to make your wishes come true?

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My first thought was on how I would use the power to make sure that my electricity never goes off. That will ensure I have electricity around the clock even when the Power Company is shut down. That will be a true definition of having magical electric power!

Then, again I remembered that the best thing that happened to me, of course after the discovery of sliced bread, is cryptocurrency trading. I may be fortunate to invest in a coin that does a one thousand percent growth. The Lamborgini people would first hear from me. The remainder of the monster profit would be enough to buy diesel to power up my generator for a lifetime.

Memories of Maxwell vividly popped into my head. This year marked his seventh-year anniversary of his disappearance. He is a friend who most mistakes for a brother, as he spends more time in our house than his.

Maxwell disappearance is shrouded in mystery. When it happened, there were so many conflicting reports that if you ask three persons what happened to Max, you will get three different answers!
So, I would go with the most popular version of what happened.
Max one evening told his grandmother who he was staying with that he is going off to play football. I also happened to be on the football field that day and for the first time, we played against each other.

We won the match but he was accused, by his team members, of deliberately not playing well enough to win because of me.
He is a wonderful football player and speaks endlessly of how he will play in Chelsea Football Club.
I still speak of him in the present tense because I could not bring myself to do that in any other way as I believe he is still alive.

After the game that day, Max, who just got a new bicycle, pedaled off in the direction of his home. That was the last time I ever saw him again.

The whole community organized countless searches, but he was never found neither was the bike ever recovered. It was like he cycled off to eternity. The stories continued long after his disappearance, an old lady coming back from the market claimed to have seen him discussing with a long white bearded man. Another said he saw him with his bike behind a pickup truck. Some said they saw him, some days after his disappearance, riding his bicycle towards his home.

The unending sightings of him continued to this day. So, if I had the power to do one thing, it is very certain I would use it to bring home my friend Max from wherever he is.

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