As the girl set to getting undressed, she thought things over – her brother was apparently now the same age as her, and what had happened earlier had apparently been forgotten by all involved.
It didn’t seem to be a dream, so what did that leave? Other than perhaps the candle, and the matter of the wish she had made earlier….
“Wow,” the girl commented at just the idea, though she didn’t exactly put much stock into it. Still, she was fine to joke to herself, “Now I should be wishing Mom got me whatever brand that was when I was four and wanted a pony.”