In a house some distance from Jon's, a wish happened--and it was as if there was some perfectly reasonable explanation for things being that way. So Karyn didn't turn into a pile of excrement in the middle of the floor, which would have no explanation. She appeared in a toilet, while the woman who would have been her mother flushed the toilet in the false belief that she had just used it.
Meanwhile, Jon made some wishes. "I wish that the groceries were all put away and that Mom thinks I helped her do it. And I wish I knew if that other wish did what I thought it did."
Then Jon, who now knew for sure, slumped down back into his bed. "What do I do?" he moaned. "I wish I at least had Karyn here to talk to."
A misty form materialized in front of him. Could it be... Karyn?
"You!" moaned the form. "You, Jon! You killed me! In the most undignified way possible. You made me into a piece of shit that got flushed to bits!"
"Whoa!" said Jon. "Karyn, okay, you're dead, but that's no reason to get mad!"
The ghost lifted Jon's pillow and threw it at him. Great, thought Jon. She's a poltergeist. "Karyn? Is that my naaaaame?" said the ghost. "I don't remember my life..."
Of course she didn't remember. The wishes make people think everything was always that way, so it was as if Karyn never lived. She was a spirit with no knowledge of her life at all.
"I wish you remember" said Jon.
The ghost regained its composure, if there was a way to tell. "Jon?" said the ghost. Its voice was still a little hollow, but it was far more like Karyn now.
Then the ghost slapped Jon in the face. It looked like it was going to hit hard, but Jon didn't feel more than a heavy, sudden, breeze and a stinging sensation, and a whiff of the smell of excrement.
"Look, Karyn!" exclaimed Jon. "I made a mistake! I didn't mean to turn you into shit! I'll wish you back, okay? You're already not shit because you're a ghost, so I wouldn't be reversing the wish by making you not be shit any more."
"And if you screw up againnnnn?" said Karyn's ghost.
Jon held the stone. "I won't screw up!" he said. And then he....
