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“Bingo.”
I don't even have time to react before she's flinging her arms around me and crushing herself against me.
She's holding me so tight you'd think I just offered to give her the world. “Thank you,” she whispers.
“I take it this means we're friends?”
“My favorite flower is a Dandelion...but only after it's gone to seed,” she says. “There's another truth.”
I want to inform her that her favorite flower is basically a weed but then she says something that causes my heart to contract.
“When I was a little kid...I used to gather as many of them as I could at once and make wishes on them.”
“What things did you wish for?”
“I only made one wish. The same wish over and over again.”
“What wish was that?”
She rests her head against my chest and closes her eyes. “I wished for freedom.”