KATE, SARAH, AND LOUISE began gluing the broken mirror pieces on. One by one, piece by piece, they talked about life and the moments they’d seen each other through.
“I wish,” Kate said as she glued a piece on, “to be brave. To be the best version of myself—fearless and confident.”
“You’re on your way,” Sarah said.
“What do you wish for?” Kate asked Sarah.
Sarah twisted her mouth as she glued her last piece in place. “Hmmm,”—she thought—“my wish is to continue to learn to find joy in the present, be grateful for the past, and look forward to the future.” Sarah turned to Louise. “What about you, Louise?”
Louise concentrated on the piece of mirror she’d glued on, shifting it ever so slightly. “I’ve already got my wish,” she mumbled.
“What’s that?” Kate asked.
Louise looked up from the
