I used to collect mermaid scales at the beach with my brother. They were aluminium soda can tabs, but whatever—we knew they were really mythical, wish-granting scales. We used them for snow days until my brother caught pneumonia.
I stacked hundreds on his grave.
Even then, it wasn’t enough.
Like most kids , E.O. just used shooting stars to wish for snow days. During meteor showers, about 90% of the wishes in the region were likely made for snow, with the remaining 10% being divided between money, sports cars, and those hoping that their sadistic bosses would drop dead inexplicably.
Loved the author bio as much as the story! Thanks! Well Done!
Well, in all honesty, I didn’t account for the .02% of the population that were secretly wishing for a fresh supply of younger, more limber mistresses. Figured that would make the bio would run too long. Thanks for being my first comment on this site–I appreciate it!
A beautiful story – one of the best I’ve read! Well done!
Thanks!