"I wish," he savoured the words, "that, starting tomorrow, every day for the following seven days, Biff Meadows would have to endure a new form of humiliation."
The stone flashed.
"I wish that Biff Meadows' humiliations would not be seen as normal, but would be seen as humiliating as possible."
Again, a flash.
"I wish that Biff Meadows would have to keep about his regular routines, no matter how humiliating they become."
A third flash.
Jon felt extremely vindicated. He knew that revenge was not the way to solve problems, but somehow when he had this fabulous stone in his hand, his moral issues seemed to quiet down to a dull murmur. He couldn't wait until the next day.
