The penny flew through the air with the little girl's wish attached to it. It took no time at all to land, shiny and new, among all the others in the fountain. Some moved over to make room while others hadn't moved for what looked to have been years. The leaves did a little dance with the movement of the water and settled back down with a "hello" here and a "welcome" there. The wish kept the penny warm as had the girl's hand and her papa's pocket before...
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