Wish I May – a new short story

The second star of the night winked into view as the sky darkened a fraction more. Technically, it was the first star that was an actual star, but who cares. Venus looks like a star from Earth so whatever. 





But I still stuck around, as usual, as Arcturus showed up in its usual spot. It’d be stupid to ignore the possibility. 





The possibility. Yeah, right. Man, I was a moron. But thirty-five years is a long streak. And stars came out every night. 





Of course, people always get a real kick ...

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Published on September 07, 2020 23:12
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