Page 32 of Fairy Godmothers Aren't Cheap

My dad had replied to my earlier joke with a laughing emoji. I’d sent him an article about a 1900-year-old kiln that had been found in Corsica, which he’d ignored. He’d liked my joke about Athens, though. But who wouldn’t?

Why did people living in Athens have a tough time getting up in the morning?

Because Dawn was tough on Greece.

Dawn, the dish soap. Get it? Yeah, it was bad. But I had to stay connected to my dad somehow.

A key rattled in the door at the bottom of the stairs. Randy? He wasn’t allowed into our apartment without proper notice!

I quickly shut my room door, locking Felipe inside, and peered down the stairs.

“Hey,” Tamara said, hustling through the main-level door as was her habit so Randy couldn’t waylay her. The trick seldom worked. The man was half ninja. And not in a cool, sexy way. “Glad to see you didn’t get kidnapped.”

“What? Why would I have been kidnapped?”

“That scam. Didn’t you go past the address? You never texted back.”

Oh, right. Texting her and the girls about the invoice from Your Fairy Godmother felt like days ago. I’d been so rattled after the silver-black glitter rain I hadn’t even thought about jumping into the texting string to share an update.

“Sorry. I went for milkshakes with James right after.”

“He likes you.”

“As a friend.” I stepped aside to let her pass me at the top of the stairs. “What happened with you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You were supposed to go camping with your family all weekend. Family reunion thingy.”

She frowned at me as she hung up her coat on the rack between our bedroom doors. Our living room, kitchen and bathroom were on the street-facing side of the upper floor, and our bedrooms took up the back. “No. I told you I’m not going this year. I went out with Kade.”

“Kade?” Her stupid ex?

“He was in town for an appointment so we grabbed supper.” She tilted her head to one side in exasperation as she caught my expression. “Don’t make that face.”

“What face?” I ensured I properly schooled my expression and reopened my room door to return Felipe’s freedom. My feelings about Kade were well known. He’d broken up with my best friend for the stupidest reason. Basically, he’d wanted to try something different—in other words, Jannifer Bryant.

That had worked out nicely for me though. I got to have my bestie as my roommate. Although, Tamara still hadn’t embraced city living, and I worried that she was going to give up on her new city life with me if she was picking up with Kade again.

At least she hadn’t brought him home with her.

Still, I was certain she’d packed a bag earlier this morning, and had planned to be gone the entire weekend. Even Randy had mentioned her being away.

Wait. Had I accidentally made a wish? I clapped a hand over my mouth to stifle a gasp. I had! When I’d returned from meeting Estelle, I’d wistfully wished one of my roomies would come home so I could talk it out with someone.

Oh, this wishing business was dangerous.

No. It was a coincidence. Just like with James and his cancelled date. I couldn’t change the past with silly little wishes.

“What’s up? You seem weird,” Tamara said.

“Nothing,” I said quickly. Too quickly. She turned, her long purse strap half-lifted to hang on a hook.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I repeated, striving for a more casual air this time.

“You never say ‘nothing’ unless something’s wrong.”

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