Mikey breathed a sigh of relief as mom walked away. That could have been close. He pulled the stone from his pocket and looked at it. It didn't look any different.
"I wish I knew how you worked"
Suddenly, Mikey heard the Voice of Grandpa, reading from the letter he had written Jon.
Mikey smacked his head with his free hand. There were so many wishes he had almost made, wishes that could have ended so badly. He was just a kid. How could he mess with his brother without destroying his life forever?
"I wish I knew the best way to mess with Jon"
The stone glowed.
