"Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may I wish I might, get the wish I wish tonight." Lucy Banks sat at her window and squeezed her eyes shut, praying to the twinkling first star of night in the deep evening sky.

Millions of miles away, up among the starry sky, the first star of evening gave a small smile and flickered a little brighter, delighted at the little girl below.

"Oh, Lucy," she whispered softly. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I love you, darling, but…you live in an apartment. There's simply no room for a pony."