Crystal spent the rest of the day trying to focus on her work. She had put the stone back in her purse, trying to keep it out of her mind for now. After seeing the kinds of things it could do, she didn't want to make any hasty wishes she'd regret later. She'd decided to waid until she got home to try using it again, but wasn't sure if she wanted to tell David yet.
Her thoughts were interrupted, however, when she heard a voice behind her.
"Hey, Crystal, how's it going?" Crystal turned to see Mike Carter, the resident 'office pig.' Mike was a complete womanizer, but somehow managed to dodge complaints of sexual harassment. Crystal always suspected it was because his father, Elliot Carter, owned the company. Daddy's boy got away with everything.
"Mike," Crystal said ineffectually.
"What, no hearty hello? Come on, baby, I think I deserve better."
"Hello, Mike," Crystal said with a sarcastic tone, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of work to do."
"You know, you're sexy when you get stressed out like that. Why don't you come by my office later to get some relief?"
Crystal was about to turn around and slap him, when he walked away, chuckling. "What a pig," she thought, "I can't believe nobody does anything about that jackass." Then she realized that she had the solution right at her fingertips. She reached into her purse and pulled out the wishing rock. She turned the small rock in her hands as she pondered, then said, very quietly, "I wish...
