More than anything in the world, I wish… her thoughts were interrupted by Ernie. They were in the supermarket, and he was trying to sit in the cart. “Push it for mommy, dear.” Quickly, he complied.

I wish… that when I die, Ernie won’t end up like him. she glanced at the man gathering carts. His clothes were dirty, as if someone had thrown garbage at him. Yet, he walked on with a slap-happy grin on his face; impervious to the laughter around him. Oh, God, she prayed silently, Don’t let him be that way.