He quirked an eyebrow. “Fine, then what would the author wish for?” “World peace,” I replied smartly because I couldn’t bear to tell him the truth. That I’d wish that this moment in the field would last forever. That we never had to leave, that we could freeze time and live in this moment where the sun was high and warm and the sky was a crystalline blue and my heart beat bright in my chest and he was here. I wanted a moment that never ended. This moment.
