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It's her sixth birthday, but Sadie Kane isn't going to make a wish. Why should she? She has nothing that she really, truly wants. Not now, anyway. She might later. So she's saving it.
She eats her last bite of the part of the cake they salvaged and licks the sweet vanilla frosting from her fingers.
"Stop bothering me!" she tells her brother, her father, her mother, all of whom urge her to blow out the candles that now sit alone and forlorn on a tiny piece of cake. "I'm saving it!"
So in the end, they have to blow them out for her. She looks on unhappily.
But two weeks later, as she sits in a corner of her grandparents' flat in London, a tiny part of her is glad she did what she did. Because now she has something to wish for.
That night, as she looks at the stars, Sadie wishes for her mother back.
Of course, it doesn't come true.
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So, what did you think about my attempt at drabble? Well, technically it's a drabble-and-a-half, but anyway, review, please! Any suggestions, improvements, CCs, etc. are welcome!
Raindrop
