“Did I wish this place?” I asked, remembering the last time I’d traveled here. 

“All you wish can come true now Ilona. Everything you wanted to know. To see.  Think. Remember your other wishes.”  Wishes flooded at me, each fighting for first position. There was the wish that Glen loved me, the wish that my nana was here, the wish that we hadn’t moved to Michigan. Then came the big wishes, the lifetime wishes, like the wish that I could speak to Ivo, and the biggest, that my mother hadn’t died the day we were born. As soon as I thought it, I knew we were going back to the snowy road.…