Jon stood in his room, staring at the stone in his hand, wondering what he had just been thinking about. It was as if he was about to make a wish, and then... nothing.
Had he made a wish? Why couldn't he remember?
He didn't have long to fret, however, as a moment later the stone began to shimmer, then in a flash, it absorbed into his skin!
"What the..." Jon said, rubbing his hand where the stone had gone in. There was no sign of the talisman, only the faint memory if its feel in his hand. No bump, no lump. Nothing.
With a panic, Jon realized that whatever had just happened must have had something to do with the wish he couldn't remember. Was that it? Was that the end of it, or was there worse coming? Pacing the room, his mind ran over the situation.
Sure, the stone was gone, but maybe he still could make wishes. It did, after all, soak into his skin. Maybe he absorbed the power of the stone! If that was the case, all he had to do was be careful what he said. Nothing bad could happen to him as long as he didn't wish anything bad.
Jon left his bedroom and headed toward the front door. Karyn would want to know about this new development. Passing Zoe's room, the door left open by the absent girl. Pausing to look at the mess his little sister had left, he noticed that her large collection of nail polish had been spread on the bed, probably left there as the girl picked a colour.
Turning to head out, Jon muttered, "I wish all that nail polish was mine," then stopped cold in his tracks. His hand glowed, just like the stone used to. As the light faded, he noticed that his nails were now painted pink. Each nail, on each hand. Pink.
"What the hell?!" Jon shouted at nobody. Again, panic rose in his throat. Why had he wished that?! He ran back to his room and saw that on his own bed, a large collection of nail polish was laid out, just as it had been on his sister's bed.
Jon, frantic, quickly decided to...
