Careful what you wish for
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"You believe in wishes?" she asked. I glanced at her and raise an eyebrow. "I don't really think so." I said. "I mean there was this one time. Once when I was younger my jacket wouldn't zip. It was cold and started to rain. I was struggling to zip my jacket and screamed through my teeth that I wished it would just zip. Then like magic, it zipped. I've always cursed myself with regret. I mean, I wasted my one wish on such a stupid frustrated moment." I said chuckling. "I guess that's why they say be careful about what you wish for," still smiling. Then she said, "What if I told you you still had two more?" with her eyes twinkling.
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