"You what?!" cried out Joan.
"It's my fault! I'm sorry!" Pete was not prepared for that reaction. He thought Joan would still love him.
"You jerk! I loved you! And now I find out about this?! You ruined my life!" she was on the verge of tears. She pulled the wishing stone out of her pocket.
"Joan," Pete begged, "it's not that big a deal - you can still get along fine!"
"Let's see how you like it, Mr. Big shot!" She clutched the stone, about to make a wish.
"Joan, please, don't do anything you'll regret."
Rabidly angry, she said "I wish..."
