Five years went by. Ali had long, thick, wavy, ebony black hair like his father and grandfather and dark brown eyes.

His younger sister, Yensy, was three.

Jasmine was pregnant once again. She had another boy. While Cassim was holding him he looked at Jasmine.

"What are you going to name him?"

"I don't know, yet."

Suddenly Fashir appeared.

"Fashir, what are you doing here?"

Fashir poured some sort of dust into his hand.

"Give the baby to his mother."

Cassim did as he was told.

"Stand still."

Cassim obeyed.

"Actions and choices of good, nobility, compassion, love, honesty, and more. Let the broken body be restored."

Fashir blew the dust. It hit Cassim. A light surrounded him! There was a blinding flash of light. When it was gone Cassim was standing where he had been. The fake leg was on the floor!

Cassim gasped in shock and joy. Aladdin pushed the chair behind his father as he swayed a little.

Cassim fell back and landed in the chair. He pushed his hair out of his face and blinked quickly.

Tears of joy filled his eyes and began trickling down his face.

He sniffed then started laughing! Aladdin and Jasmine were laughing too.

Fashir had disappeared.

"It's a miracle."