Smiling, Mark said "I wish that Jane acted a little more sexy and dressed that way too." The stone glowed, granting his wish.
Jane was walking into the Lake Point Messenger building, which is where she worked as a newspaper columnist and legal adviser, whenever they had those sorts of stories. Even though it was from a previous reality, Karyn's wish (that Jane would never have become a lawyer) couldn't be reversed, so while Jane did attend law school, she ended up using her law degree for something else.
She approached the front desk and weakly smiled at the receptionist.
"You're late," the woman said. "The meeting already started. You know how Bill feels about you. You shouldn't tempt fate."
Jane sighed. "I know." William Davis, or Bill (as he was called in the office), was the editor. He had a thing for young attractive women. And Jane was neither of those. As sad as it sounded, her expertise was barely enough to keep her there. If only Bill wasn't such a womanizer ... Jane thought.
She walked past the receptionist and entered the main room, which was filled with dozens of cubicles, and that's when her husband's wish came true.
