Buck wished he knew what to say.

Buck almost wished she'd been in the doorway.

Buck wished he had time to scan the exits that led to the beach.

Buck wished he could rescue his friend from this debacle, but the time was not right.

With the baby's tiny heart beating against his own, Buck wished he could lie there forever.

Buck wished he'd brought something to read.

For a fleeting instant, Buck almost wished God couldn't see him.

For a second Buck wished he had a weapon.

Except for the likelihood that they might be dead within a couple of hours, Buck wished Tsion was with them right then.

Buck wished Chloe had been able to sleep on the flight from the States.