"What the hell?" Ms. Summers couldn't move. "This isn't supposed to be happening."
One of the men saw this as an opportunity to get the stone back and took it.
"Hey! That's Mr. Robinson's property," she yelled out.
"Well, now it's mine." The man in the wheelchair coughed at him. "Okay, OURS." He looked back at Ms. Summers, then looked at the stone in his hand. 'I wonder why it didn't work right?' he thought to himself. 'Maybe it had something to do with that wish I made earlier. The one in which I wished that no one could take the stone away without my permission.' Well, it wasn't because of any wish HE made, but he convinced himself that that was the reason. So, he began to make a wish that he thought wouldn't be altered. But, again, because of Jon's "limitation" that he put on the stone, the man's wish won't exactly be granted the way he expected it to.
The man grasped the stone in his hand, and said "I wish ..."
