Everybody Gets A Wish

We have some great friends who we found many years ago at SWA. We have a lot in common. We all met our spouses at Southwest Airlines, worked together in management there, married within months of each other, bought houses within a mile of each other, had our first children, both boys, the same year as one another and both followed up with another round of boys a couple of years later. Our boys get along great, we all get along great. We've even vacationed with them occasionally over the years. Well yesterday their oldest turned six, so to celebrate his birthday they took Jack and James to Chuck-e-Cheese, and then back to their house for cake and ice cream. My friend, who is ten times more thoughtful than I've ever once thought to be, decided that it would be nice if all the boys got a turn to blow out a candle and make a wish. Jack went first, he closed his eyes, blew out his candle and wished with all his heart "to grow up to be a Superhero". James went next, he blew out his candle and without missing a beat wished loud and clear that "everybody in the whole world could be a Superhero, except Jack".