Wishing Stone by Dakota Willink

Author:Dakota Willink [Willink, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonfly Ink Publishing

Fuck!

I glanced at Krystina, who was still blindfolded and waiting, then looked back down at my phone.

5:06 PM, Me: Nothing for now. Krystina’s surprise will have to wait. We can work on how to fix this over the weekend.

5:07 PM, Hale: Okay, boss. Sorry your night got messed up.

Pocketing my phone, I shook my head.

Me too, Hale. Me too.

“Change of plans, angel,” I said, turning her body toward the path back to the house. I looped my elbow through hers and tried to keep the annoyance out of my voice. “We’re going to have to do this another day.”

“Wait, what?” Krystina asked with a mix of confusion and incredulity. “What do you mean?”

“Things aren’t working today, okay?” I snapped, failing to hide my irritation this time.

Pulling free from my arm, Krystina ripped the blindfold off her face before I could stop her. I watched her eyes widen as her vision adjusted to take in our surroundings. It didn’t look like much when it wasn’t lit up, but I was sure she got the idea.

“Alex, what is all of this?”

“It’s nothing now. The lights aren’t working for some reason.”

My fists clenched and unclenched at my sides, thoroughly disappointed and angry that things were not going as planned. Glancing down, I bent to pick up a small rock and side-armed it into the pond. It made a brief splash before disappearing beneath the surface when it hit the water.

“Why aren’t the lights working?” she asked.

“I’m not sure. I plugged them in and got nada. Hale checked the breakers, and all is good there too.”

To my surprise, Krystina began to giggle.

“Awww. Are you having a Clark Griswold moment?”

“Who is that?”

“You know. From Christmas Vacation. At least we don’t have flying squirrels!” she joked.

My eyebrows pushed up in confusion. “I’m sorry—flying squirrels?”

“Yeah! You know the part when Clark is standing by the tree, then Aunt Bethany hears a squeaking sound and—” she stopped short, shook her head, and laughed. “Never mind. I thought I’d made progress on your movie knowledge, but I guess I missed this one. I’ll have to add it to the list. Cousin Eddie is must-see TV.”

“I’m glad you find this amusing,” I said dryly. Krystina’s pop culture knowledge far surpassed mine—a fact she loved to remind of and relished the experience of educating me. Sometimes I enjoyed it, other times it was torture. Somehow, I though any character named Cousin Eddie would fall under the latter.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I won’t tease anymore,” she said. “But seriously, why do all of this? I mean, most people decorate the front of their houses. Nobody can even see this.”

“I don’t care about everyone else. I did this for you. I’ve been working on it for the past few days. You love Christmas so much—especially seeing all the decorations in the city. But you know why I don’t want you venturing down to Rockefeller Center. There are just too many people. So while I know this isn’t the same, it was my way of bringing the extravagant decorations to you.

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