Wishing Star Scam!

I watched as the automaton swiped the quill across the page with mechanical grace, adding an inky flourish to the last of my personal details. A single dotted line remained empty. The gears whirred as the bronze eyes turned to scan my blank face. "So, why do you want to live?"

I found my reasons deep in the well up the back paddock.

The well was dry, but occasionally I would throw a penny into it as I passed, making a half-hearted wish. None of them ever came true until the night of the comet, when the penny I threw in flew back at me, streaking parallel to the comet glowing across the midnight sky. When it

landed it spun wildly into the sand, drawing the figure of a woman and child. They were holding hands and looked like they were running. What could it mean? I looked up at the comet speeding away and knew I would find out soon. Sure enough, that night I met

my estranged granddaughter and her mother—two people I hadn’t seen since I moved out to the country for my sanity. They told me they’d been visited earlier that evening by a luminous orb that spelled my name in light trails. They said they’d been given a task and that I had to

buy a subscription to their service that would deliver essential oil infused leggings every month, by drone. “It’s contactless!” They assured me, “and it’s 100% not a pyramid scheme!”

So I did what every cautious and intelligent person would do. I got the subscription, how in the world would I let that opportunity go! So I waited few months until I got the first package...Patchouli!! Why Patchouli!?That’s when I understood the big mistake I made. I was sad :(