"I Wish…"

“Hold still,” I said to Jack, “you have an eyelash on your cheek.”

“Can I make a wish?” he asked.

“Sure you can,” I replied, holding the eyelash before him.

He thought for a second and then said, “I wish I could eat some ketchup,” and blew the eyelash off my fingertip.

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