He called out for me from his top bunk, worried, I hurried to his aid. I found him sitting up in bed, his forehead pressed against the window, 'I think I just saw a shooting star!' Relieved, I asked him if he'd made a wish, 'Yes..... it was that you'd come see me.' I guess shooting stars are special, and wishes really do come true.
Joining Mamabyrd in her weekly 'Impressions' post.
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ReplyDeleteThat is too sweet. I remember a shooting star one night during my teenage years and Spencer was on his mission. When we wrote to each other we found out that we had seen the same one. Our wishes that night did eventually come true.
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, I think I ought to start watching the heavens more often. What fun stories you two.
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