"What am I to you, just a blow-up doll whose mind gets wiped once you make the reversal wish?" Jen asked. "I love you, but this is wrong."
"Jen, listen to me. You've got it all wrong. I love you. Can someone love a blow-up doll? Of course not."
"Sorry, Jon. I'm not buying it. Which is why I think we should even the playing field."
Jon was getting worried. "What do you mean?"
But she didn't explain. Instead, she used the stone. "I wish ..."
