196: Wishes

[texan_housewife]

I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. The line from the old nursery rhyme cycles through Sandra’s mind as she stares down at the sleeping form of her son, lying on the couch with the TV blaring. She can’t remember why she thought of it, or even the first half of the poem. Her fingers slide through the silky fur of the small dog resting in his accustomed place in her arms. A month ago, she would have said that there was nothing she could ever wish for, that her life was all she’d ever dreamed of. She sighs softly and sets Mr. Muggles gently on the floor, resolutely ignoring his affronted look. Her fingers take up their abandoned motion, this time through Lyle’s blonde hair. She can hear Claire walking upstairs, around her room. Probably on her phone, talking to Zach. She would have told her if her father called. One wish, she thinks bemusedly. I want my Noah home safe, and for this to be the end of it all. A sad smile crosses her face. She knows how very unlikely that really is.

Sandra Bennet
Heroes (TV)
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