“You have to make a wish,” I say, grabbing my own before popping the plastic. Next, I pull out the orange cookie, snapping it out and slipping the paper from its cookie prison. “What?” “Make a wish. I had a client show me this years ago, and I do it every time now.” I read my fortune cookie aloud. “‘To truly find yourself, you should play hide and seek alone.’” I stare at it for long moments as Luke busts out laughing. I follow him before putting it down. “That one stunk. What does yours say?” He’s cracking his own open and pulling the paper out to read. “‘Your love life will soon be happy and
...more
