Karyn, for some reason, couldn't figure out why she had a stone in her pocket, or what importance it could serve, but she felt as if she should not get rid of it. As the years went by, Jon & Karyn started to date, eventually they married and had two children: a boy named Joeseph, and a girl named Susan.
These children also each had two children, the youngest being a girl named Jean. She was abuot 16 when she heard that her grandmother, Karyn, was dieing.
Jon at her side remembered the wishing stone; he made one final wish.
I couldn't help but feel depressed after my grandparents died. My grandpa Jon had left me a box with a stone that he said could grant wishes. I held the box outside during lunch period, pondering the truthfulness (my grandfather was slightly crazy in his later years) and possibility of this rock.
"Hey, Jean," my best friend, Sandra, startled me, "Whatcha doing?"
Sandra was wearing the latest in vinyl and glitter fashion...a matching silver skirt and top. I always laughed at people who followed the trends. It seems like people were so desperately trying to seek the future that they designed things based on what people from the past thought the future SHOULD look like, despite the lack of technological developments. For another example, buildings were designed to look like they were from the Jetsons, even though we didn't have flying cars...you just had to take an elevator from the bottom floor.
I kind of brushed off Sandra...she was probably going to give me crap for not being up with the fashions, wearing a retro black cotton dress and natural colored makeup (as opposed to the blues, greens and bright crap that seemed to be in fashion for girls and boys now).
"Come on, something's wrong," she probed, "Please tell me..."
"Well, my grandfather died...and he...he gave me this..."
I showed her the rock.
"So what does it do?"
"Supposedly it grants wishes."
"Really?" Sandra grabbed the rock, "I wish the school was giving out free space-pies."
A voice in the distance from a cafeteria worker, announced that the lunchroom was now giving out expired space-pies.
"Creppy." Sandra said...
