[ WP ] A man with a happy family and great life , comes across a genie who grants him three wishes . 10 years later he 's alone and depressed and commits suicide . Expand on his wishes and what prompts his downfall .

`` Since you were with him for the final ten years of his life, we felt you would capture his rise and fall the best. So what do you have to say for him?'' I asked to the mysterious man in the dark. 
 
 `` You wan na know about him for your obituary? Well, well, you know your research tactics. So what do you want to know?'' The man said. 
 
 `` I do n't know, anything.'' I said. 
 
 `` Well, he was married to the beautiful Ms. Alice Thames for five years prior to his rise. His children were the cutest things I had ever seen. Anyway, we met in a bar down in the Bronx. He was having a nice night out on the town, a great guy with a nice smile and good hair. Me and him became instant friends. We had so many ideas and so many connections that it was ridiculous. But then I... uh... I... well, let's just say I have certain skills that help people out. And I used those skills to help grant a wish of Marvin's. This began a rise that was sudden and awe inspiring. He became the CEO of the world's largest company. As you know, he quickly became the most powerful man in the world. Things took a turn when he met the stunning Etta Lamb. They met day and night to talk, go out, and of course do things to each other that I should n't say. But of course, Ms. Thames was displeased by this and left him. This event left him saddened for about a day until he thought of proposing to Ms. Lamb. So I used my skills, to arrange a nice ring for Ms. Lamb. They became happily married and had a child together. Meanwhile, the government had looked into his business and found that the money did n't add up. The Feds decided to launch a full scale investigation. And what would you know it, he was thrown in jail. After 6 years, I found him once again on the streets. He was sitting on the corner of Broadway. The irony of seeing him dirty and disheveled with lights and glamor behind him was quite a sight. He asked for my skills one more time. So I gave him what he requested, a bottle of the finest Bourbon and a gold, fully-loaded revolver. I turned around and found his brain splattered on the sign for the Book of Mormon musical. I carried his body to the police and now here I am. Talking to a reporter like you for an obituary for a man who does n't deserve it.'' The man said. 
 
 I stood there shocked. I dropped my pen on the floor midway through. It was such an intriguing story. But what `` skills'' was he referring to? 
 
 `` So um, the obvious question is, what are your skills.'' I asked. 
 
 He stood, snapped his fingers, and a bottle of Jack Daniels appeared in the corner. I was stunned. There was no way he could be what I thought he was. 
 
 `` Are you a... a genie?'' I asked. 
 
 He chuckled and with another snap he was gone. I looked around and there was no sign of him. I grabbed the bottle of Jack in the corner and took a drink. I heard a snap and looked behind me. The man said, `` You have 2 more wishes.''
