"So, who's it going to be?" Karyn asked.
"Mom. I think we can trust her."
Karyn shrugged her shoulders. "Okay."
They left Jon's bedroom and headed towards the master bedroom. They slowly opened the door, seeing that she was just getting out of bed.
"Jon? What did I say about knocking?" his mom said.
"Sorry, but I wasn't sure if you were awake."
"What is it?" she asked. She saw that Karyn was with him. "Is there something wrong?"
"No. I mean, not really. We need your help with something."
She looked confused. "Right now?"
"Yes. The sooner, the better."
"What do you need?"
"Well, this is going to sound strange, but I need you to make a wish."
"A wish? What are you talking about?"
Jon handed her the stone. "Hold this and say 'I wish Jon's wishing stone was returned to him'. Those exact words, okay?"
"What's this all about?" she asked. She looked down at the ordinary-looking stone in her hand. "Are you saying this stone grants wishes? Because that's ridiculous, Jon."
Karyn was becoming uneasy.
"Listen, Mom. This is important. Just say it, okay?"
She looked at her son, then at Karyn, and then back at the stone in her hand. Could it really grant wishes? Jon didn't say, but she had the feeling that it could.
"I wish ..."
