“Okay,” Jill said, squeezing his hand and holding up a dollar coin.Â “Here goes nothing.”Â She clamped her eyes shut, muttered, took a deep breath, and held the air as she tossed the coin.Â It dropped down the center of the well, and made a small splash when it reached the water.
Kevin reached into his pocket…and found no coin.
“Your turn,” Jill said.
“Did I give you my dollar?” he asked.
“Of course not.Â It’s in your pocket.”
He checked the other pocket.Â “No, nothing.”
“Then I guess you don’t get your wish.”Â She grinned.