A Toy Shop?

Talia's brain was tied up in knots as she fretted over what her one wish should be. If I wish for money, Zev and I are set for life. But if I wish for my father's health to return, then he'll have a much better life. Oh, goodness. Whatever will I do? By morning, Talia still hadn't come up with an answer. She took a walk into town; passed the fishmonger, his window full of silvery, scaly fish lying on big trays of ice. A toy shop? Since when has a toy shop been here? We just opened, actually. With no child at home, what did she