Me: "Carrie, you have an eyelash on your cheek."
We were lounging on our bed in the Trail West lodge somewhere in the Rocky mountains of Colorado, girl-talking about the past and present and Jesus and other boys.
I picked it off her face and told her to make a wish.
Carrie: "What do you mean? What are you going to do with it?"
I held it between my thumb and index finger.
Me: "Pick a finger and make a wish, and when I open my hand if it's on the finger you chose then your wish will come true."
Carrie, chooses my thumb and yells: "I wish we could stay here forever!!!"
I opened my hand and she was right.
And we laughed and played for a little while before we had to pack up and come home.