Wish Upon A Firefly

The fireflies buzzed over Fiona's head. It shimmered; it shined.

A little firefly landed on the stubby palms of Fiona. It reminded her of the nostalgic moments with her dad years ago. Until... he left.

She closed her eyes and wished. Wishing on a little firefly. Her life was more miserable than it ever was.

I mean, it doesn't even work.

Or does it?