Rick grabbed the box from underneath the bed. He pulled it out, then rummaged through it. He found some porn magazines (except now, they weren't featuring big-boobed girls ... they were featuring muscular black guys with huge cocks - Rick nearly felt sick) and some other odds and ends, but there was no stone.
"Lookin' for this?" he heard a voice ask. He whipped his head around and saw Jonelle standing in the bedroom doorway, holding the stone between her fingers. "I thought I could trust you. But now I know you gonna be jus as much a problem as Momma was gonna be."
Rick pushed the box back under the bed and stood up. "Jon, wait ..."
"I told you. I ain't Jon no mo," she said. "I's Jonelle. An I's gonna stay that way."
Rick felt his heart drop into his gut as he braced himself for what came next.
"I wish ..." Jonelle began.
