“Goodnight, Lilly.”

“Goodnight, Mommy,” Lilly whispered up at her ceiling. The light flicked off and the door clicked shut. Above her, glowing fish swam across the darkness, chasing it off. A gift from Daddy on her fifth birthday. She watched those fish every night until she fell asleep, wanting nothing more than to be able to swim with them.

When Lilly woke up, she was quite surprised. She was not, in fact, lying in her bed as she did each and every other morning when she woke. No, this morning, she was floating. But she was even more surprised to see that swimming all around her, every color of the rainbow, were fish. It was a dream come true.