| Author: | Jeffery Chandler | ISBN: | 9781311050229 |
| Publisher: | Jeffery Chandler | Publication: | May 13, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Jeffery Chandler |
| ISBN: | 9781311050229 |
| Publisher: | Jeffery Chandler |
| Publication: | May 13, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Do wishes exist? Do they really come true? Or is it that we work towards making our wishes come true that makes them happen? Robin Baker, a freelance writer, and John Christian, a photography student at Brooks Institute, were challenged by this question.
Robin’s wish did come true after she tossed a wishing coin into a fountain. She was at the airport headed to Chicago to ghostwrite for a celebrated novelist, that is, until John stole her wish when he took her wishing-coin from the fountain into which she had tossed it. Suddenly Robin found herself stranded and destitute at the airport after she got a call canceling her new job.
John happened to come to the airport to pick up his boss. He came across Robin sobbing in the airport waiting room. He introduced himself and they talked about what had happened and her situation. Though risky she accepted John’s invitation to stay at his home until she could get her life back together.
Robin was shocked to find John’s home was, as she described it, an enchanted cottage in mystical garden, at a great Santa Barbara, California estate. Their relationship moved along until Robin learned John had taken her coin from the fountain. “Wishing coins are something six year olds believe in, Robin. There are no wishes. There is no Peter Pan, no Tinkerbell,” John said in his defense.
This infuriated Robin. It was bad enough John had stolen her wish. It was heartbreaking she had lost a dream job. But to now make fun of her beliefs was just too much. Over the next few days she thought about what had happened. While her dream job dissipated when the coin was removed from the fountain, she had to admit her wishing coin had brought them together. Maybe there are no wishes, she surmised. Maybe wishes were just a holdover from her childhood as John had suggested. Maybe it was time to grow up and face the real world. She’d chalk it off as just happenstance; her wish just happened to have come and gone.
Maybe?
Do wishes exist? Do they really come true? Or is it that we work towards making our wishes come true that makes them happen? Robin Baker, a freelance writer, and John Christian, a photography student at Brooks Institute, were challenged by this question.
Robin’s wish did come true after she tossed a wishing coin into a fountain. She was at the airport headed to Chicago to ghostwrite for a celebrated novelist, that is, until John stole her wish when he took her wishing-coin from the fountain into which she had tossed it. Suddenly Robin found herself stranded and destitute at the airport after she got a call canceling her new job.
John happened to come to the airport to pick up his boss. He came across Robin sobbing in the airport waiting room. He introduced himself and they talked about what had happened and her situation. Though risky she accepted John’s invitation to stay at his home until she could get her life back together.
Robin was shocked to find John’s home was, as she described it, an enchanted cottage in mystical garden, at a great Santa Barbara, California estate. Their relationship moved along until Robin learned John had taken her coin from the fountain. “Wishing coins are something six year olds believe in, Robin. There are no wishes. There is no Peter Pan, no Tinkerbell,” John said in his defense.
This infuriated Robin. It was bad enough John had stolen her wish. It was heartbreaking she had lost a dream job. But to now make fun of her beliefs was just too much. Over the next few days she thought about what had happened. While her dream job dissipated when the coin was removed from the fountain, she had to admit her wishing coin had brought them together. Maybe there are no wishes, she surmised. Maybe wishes were just a holdover from her childhood as John had suggested. Maybe it was time to grow up and face the real world. She’d chalk it off as just happenstance; her wish just happened to have come and gone.
Maybe?
