The message was different.
* »I hope somebody makes you laugh today. »*
Now I knew it couldn’t be a coincidence.
Someone was leaving these around town on purpose.
Over the following weeks, more balloons appeared.
A green one outside the library.
A pink one tied to the bicycle rack near the elementary school.
An orange one hanging from the community garden gate.
Each carried a different handwritten wish.
* »You are stronger than you know. »*