Jon was at school the day after he got the stone, digging through his locker for his books. He tried not to think about everyone looking at him and his ridiculous short red overalls and hat, having been wished to wear a Pinocchio costume to school today. He wasn't surprised, exactly, when he heard Sarah's laughter behind him.
"Oh, God!" Jon turned, and Sarah could barely contain herself, "Jon, you're . . . Bwahahah!" She couldn't even make an insult through her laughter. Out of the corner of his eye, Jon saw Karyn walking toward him, in full pink and green rag doll costume. She paid no attention to any of the stares and whistles she received. She never took her eyes off Jon, and the hair on the back of his neck began to stand up.
"Jon, what did you do? What did you wish for after I left?"
"Nothing, I swear."
"Uh huh. I'm not a moron, Jon. Don't you think it's a little odd that the day we talk about my parents for the first time in years is the same day that my mom and dad go on their first date in years?"
She shouldn't remember, Jon thought, it should have been like her mother never left. The stone felt like a weight in his backpack. "Karyn, it may just be a coincidence."
"Let's ask the stone, Jon. Wish for it to tell us the truth. Let's see if this was just a coincidence."
"I can't. I left it at home."
"Whatever." She turned to walk away.
Sarah was still laughing, "Karyn, you look so retarded."
"At least I don't look like a ten cent whore." Karyn spat back, barely breaking stride.
After she left, Jon snuck into a nearby empty classroom and took the stone out of his back pack.
"Oh, Jon, you didn't." Anna shook her head.
He just nodded, "I wished that Karyn . . ." He lowered his head, "And It wasn't just me, . . . was there, too."
