After the Wanting
There was a woman who got what she wanted. It came without warning, and when it landed in her lap, she didn't know what to do with it. She juggled it around a while. Then she tossed it out the window. After that, she felt better. But she did wonder. She peeked her head out of the window, and looked down. There it was, all perfect, just as she had wanted it. She went out and picked it up again, looked at it carefully, and gave it the kind of glare that withers kings. It didn't fight back. And she was still herself. So she shrugged and made up her mind to enjoy it.