PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpai
Written for Friday_Fictioneers
“Can I read just one wish?” Rita asked.
“Just a tiny peek!”
“If you read the wish, then God won’t grant it. You should know better, mum,” Thea answered matter-of-factly.
That night, after Thea went to sleep, Rita couldn’t help herself. She had to see what her daughter wrote meticulously each night and put in the mason jar on the dining table.
She opened a yellow one.
“Please send little Theo back.” It read.
Rita opened another one. The same five words. She read all the chits and all had just one wish.