" I wished for you," he whispered, so quietly that I struggled to hear." What did that feel like? I've never made a wish in my life." My voice was as shaky as my words were stupid." Everybody wishes for something, Charli." I put just enough space between us to be able to look at him. " Not me. I've saved them all up. Birthday candles, shooting stars, stray eyelashes...ladybugs. I've saved hem all up. I figure I'm owed hundreds of wishes now. "