Last night I dreamed I was sitting in a porch swing like at Grandma Betty’s and this man came up and said he wanted to sell me my wishes back from all my birthdays before.  He said he collected them and that I could get all mine back if I wanted, to make one big wish like if I had a wish bank account.

I told him yeah, and I wished that butterflies followed you anywhere you went.  The man thought it was a stupid thing to spend it on, but it made you really happy.  I liked it because I could tell when you were mad because the butterflies would turn dark purple and they were blue when you were happy.  I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. I was just awake thinking of you until Mom told me to go to bed again.

I guess I was thinking about what it would be like to be the only one around to take care of you.  If we were alone and we didn’t have no one else, like if something happened like Dad’s always talking about.  I told him maybe they’d let us get married when I wasn’t scared of that anymore, but he says that never goes away.

I told him about the butterflies, and he said maybe that was all of us looking out for you.  A new one just emerged I need to show you. It looks like it might be blue.