The Wish Collector

by Mia Sheridan

How many things had he overlooked in his life because he’d been too busy—too self-important—to take a moment to dig deeper, look closer, understand more fully? The thought was depressing. If only . . . if only . . .

Maybe we were all some shade of monstrous given the right circumstances.

Why must the color of one’s skin determine destiny? Determine wars. Separation. How did the color of one’s skin create such distinction when no one asked to be born what he or she was?

The world will react the way the world will react. That’s not your business. You have faith in your own worth and the world won’t matter.”