Chapter 138

MARY ALICE WAS GOING to be late for D-Day. But she was hoping to see Chad today and get a chance to talk to him. After how she'd reacted, she felt like she needed a little extra insurance, so here she was at the fountain. How many times in her life had she walked by it? Countless. She'd stopped before, had lunch perched on its ledge, but she'd never wished. Maybe because it had been hard to believe when the fountain was all but defunct, with barely a trickle of water dribbling down. But it seemed, over the past couple of years, it had come back to life.

Ridiculous. They'd probably just finally figured out what was wrong and fixed it. But there was no denying the appeal of the steady burble of water. Some kind of heaters in the basin kept the water from freezing during the cold winter nights. Through the clear water, she could see hundreds of glittering coins. Maybe more. And she was about to add her own. As soon as she figured out exactly what to wish for.