Neen Edwards

The Wishing Well

The old wishing well outside of town stood especially lonely today. Thanks to the pandemic, most people didn’t venture this far outside of town. I was not most people and was grateful for the quiet. People weren’t my thing, so nothing changed for me when the rest of the world did except for the massive amount of overtime my employer forced upon me. I didn’t believe in luck or wishes, but these were desperate times and I was willing to toss my last quarter into the depths below for just one wish.