While walking together on the uneven footpath, he noticed a stray eyelash on her freckled cheek. True to his superstitions, he typed it and placed it on the back of her right palm. All she had to do now was close her piercing eyes, make a wish and blow the damn thing away. She did that just because he asked her to. Nobody except her knows what she prayed for that afternoon but it was quite obvious that his eyelashes—unlike hers—didn't have to fall anymore. He already had everything he could ever wish for.