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“The Wish” by Simone Clunie

The witch had seen this same look in a mother’s eye before when such a request was made.

There was an odd quietness in the house, a stillness I could only describe as beautiful.

You’re supposed to be the littlest. You were yesterday.

I have a five-year-old. She’s fierce and stubborn. She’s sweet and empathetic.

If you stand in the Newnes glowworm tunnel, you can almost hear the old steam locos roaring through.

Granted, my three year old daughter looks adorable in Afro-Puffs.

The coyote pups have got bold, come right beside the porch near sundown. Gives me someone to talk to, I suppose.

The September he started first grade, my son cried every morning.