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“So, it’s not having a hootie again?” Alice smirked.
“Oh, stop!” Doris waved a hand at her. “No more hootie talk. It’s not a hootie.”
“Well, I’d hope not now that she’s got Axel. If she’s not getting hooties on a regular basis, we need to have a talk with that cowboy.”
“Stop!” Doris flushed red. “I’m just fine in the hootie department, thank you very much. Now stop talking about my hooties, and someone go get the basket!”
“I’ll grab it!” Sylvie shot up out of the water and hopped out. After quickly toweling off, she hurried off the deck and disappeared down the stairs toward our rooms. A few minutes later, she reappeared holding our colorful little knitting basket.
Careful to keep the basket from getting wet, she held it over her head while she climbed back in.
“Whoa. The last time we pulled a wish in the hot tub, it was to find your true love. And now you’re marrying him.”
Sylvie sighed. “I still can’t believe we found him.”
“I can,” I said, “because together, we widows can do anything.”
“Cheers to that!” Sylvie agreed, grabbing her wine glass and holding it out.
We all clinked them together, took a sip, then turned our focus to the basket.
“Okay, Marge,” Alice said. “Time to pick. Let’s find out where we’re going next.”
Sylvie and Doris shared an excited look while I stuck my hand in the basket. When I pulled it out, I saw the name on the front of the folded paper.
Doris.
“Oh! It’s me! It’s me!” She bounced up and down in her seat.
“What is your wish?” Alice asked. “And don’t let it be to visit it a nunnery. That thing would burst into flames the moment I stepped inside.”
“It’s not that.” Doris rolled her eyes.
I opened the piece of paper and saw the words she’d written.
“Doris wants to fly,” I said, holding it up for everyone to see.
“Fly?” Sylvie asked. “Like in a plane? We’ve flown a bunch on our trips?”
“Not on a big plane,” Doris said. “On something smaller where I really feel like I’m flying. Like a bird. I love birds, and I just want to feel what they feel once.”
“Skydiving!” I whooped and pumped a fist.
“NO!” Doris screeched and shook her head fiercely. “Notskydiving. That’s not my wish. I don’t want to jumpoutof the plane. I want to beinthe plane.”
“I second that,” Alice said. “I have no interest in jumping out of a perfectly good airplane.”
“Well, that we can certainly arrange,” Sylvie answered, a sly smile tipping her lip. “You leave it to me, and I’ll plan the next leg of our journey where we’ll make sure you get to fly like a bird.”
Doris squealed and clapped. “I’m so excited!” Then she stopped. “Butnotjumping out of the plane.”
“I promise.” Sylvie grinned. “We aren’t jumping out of any planes.”
Doris blew out a breath. “Okay, good. Then I can’t wait!” She clapped again.
“Well, this is our last night at sea, then we’re off to our next adventure, ladies.” I lifted my glass and gestured for them to do the same. “Thank you for making my shark diving dream come true. It was everything I’d dreamed of and more.”
“We’re glad we could help you accomplish this wish.” Sylvie touched her wine glass to mine.
