Pocketful of Tame Wishes
fantasyEveryoneThe third name was a boy, Pip, who swept the square. His jar buzzed and rattled hard, glowing bright green. The note said he'd wished he could 'fly like the birds.' Wren ran outside just in time to see Pip drifting up over the rooftops, yelling for help.
Pip wasn't alone up there. Half the square's children had grabbed his hands and floated up with him, a giggling, terrified chain rising into the clouds. Wren realized the wish was spreading by touch. She had to catch them before they drifted out of reach.
What happens next?
1 ways forwardWren whispered into the jar, 'Let them all come down soft and safe.' The whole giggling chain of children floated gently to the cobblestones like falling leaves. Pip landed last, breathless and grinning. The green glow faded to calm. The wish was finally mended.