"These are fortune cookies." Heath shrugged. They were little treats he had made with nothing else to do. They were quite well known in Chinese restaurants in Lighthouse Country, and some people even used them as a means of divination. Although they were called cookies, they looked more like miniature chive pockets, hollow inside with a slip of paper tucked into them. The paper usually bore a short maxim or something else, sometimes even numbers. They were a sweet snack that quite a few people enjoyed.
There were two stories about the origins of fortune cookies. One came from Japan and claimed that fortune cookies had spread from Japan to Lighthouse Country. Others, because fortune cookies often appeared in Chinese restaurants in Lighthouse Country, believed they were little sweets brought over by Chinese people. Heath himself did not know which account to agree with. After all, when he was in China, he really had never seen any restaurants serving fortune cookies. They had only appeared later after spreading there from Lighthouse Country, so Heath did not know what to say about their exact origins. He had simply made them for fun because he had nothing else to do. They were not difficult to make; deciding what to write on the slips of paper was what had given him some trouble.
"Wow, it says my wishes will come true!" May looked delighted, and Heath smiled a little too. When he had been making these fortune cookies, he had wondered what people hoped to get out of eating them. In the end, he decided that most people just wanted an auspicious message, so he had written some and tucked them inside.
After all, most people who went to have their fortunes told or sought divination wanted a reasonably good future, something to