Love's Redemption
Lena said as she grabbed onto his arm, shaking it lightly.
“Uncle Aaron, don’t you remember? First snow wishes always come true.”
Drunk and giddy, Lena had completely reverted to her eighteen-year-old self.
“Then make one,” Aaron said, indulging her.
Lena rocked his arm again. “Let’s wish together! Let’s wish… um…”
What should she wish for?
For a moment, she blanked.
Then, suddenly, she blurted out, “I wish you won’t be able to marry Xandra.”