When it came, she knew how she should be. Glassy-eyed with wonder. Struck silent with reverence. Staggered by the magnitude of the change.
She wasn’t. When it finally came, it was after years of dawdling, dragging its feet like a recalcitrant child, dripping stars and omens behind it in a messy trail of portents too exhausting to decipher. When at last it lolled onto the stage, basking in the light of its own self-pleasure, it was exactly how she’d pictured it. The sun still rose over wet green fields, the cows still needed feeding, and the fraying hole in the pocket of her coat still consumed all her spare change. Life went on.
In the end, she thought, the only wonder of it was that they had waited for it for so long.
Welcome to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge! This week called for 33 to 333 words on the third definition of the word WONDER (noun):