She looked up to find a small ethereal being standing before her.
‘You’re very sad, aren’t you?’ She nodded. ‘They are too, only they’re not supposed to let you know.’
‘If you see them, will you please tell them how sorry I am?’
The creature thought for a moment, then held out it’s hand. ‘I can do better than that. Come on.’
‘Where are we going?’
It turned to face her, smiling. ‘I’ll take you to them. Then you can say sorry yourself.’
‘How can that be?’ she exclaimed.
‘I am a wish-granter, and your wish has been granted.’