Emma looked down at the eight-inch Mark and giggled. She was having so much fun toying with the college boy. Maybe now he'd respect her more, especially if he knew that she could do this to him anytime she pleased.
As she bent over, however, the wishing stone fell out of her blouse and landed only a few inches from the exhausted Mark. He recognized it immediately as the rock that Emma was holding, but he didn't know that it was the stone that gave Emma her power.
Summoning all of his strength, he lurched for the stone. He thought that maybe he could toss it at Emma and then run away and hide. But he couldn't possibly have known what would happen next.
Emma looked at him with wide eyes. "No! Leave the stone alone!"
And then, without knowing that it would come true, Mark stated a wish. "I wish ..."
