Sure, it may never come along, but at least they can rest easily in the grave
knowing that they’ve done their little part to preserve the integrity of the Wish as an idea.
But then again, maybe it will come along: Maybe you’ll realize that your one true Wish
is to visit the brilliant Peter Van Houten in his Amsterdamian exile, and you will be glad indeed to have saved your Wish.”
Augustus stopped speaking long enough that I figured the soliloquy was over. “But I didn’t save my Wish,” I said.
“Ah,” he said. And then, after what felt like a practiced pause, he added, “But I saved mine.”
“Really?” I was surprised that Augustus was Wish-eligible, what with being still in school and a year into remission.
You had to be pretty sick for the Genies to hook you up with a Wish. “I got it in exchange for the leg,” he explained.
There was all this light on his face; he had to squint to look at me, which made his nose crinkle adorably.
Now, I’m not going to give you my Wish or anything. But I also have an interest in meeting Peter Van Houten,
and it wouldn’t make sense to meet him without the girl who introduced me to his book.“It definitely wouldn’t,” I said.
“So I talked to the Genies, and they are in total agreement. They said Amsterdam is lovely in the beginning of May.
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