Karyn began speaking even as she spun around, irritated, saying "Oh yeah? Well, if you weren't staring at me, you were fantasizing about me! Yes, that's it! You've been fantasizing about this girl you saw at the mall for days and now that I look like a more well-endowed version of her, you're thinking about what you want to do to me! I can see it! I can even feel..." Karyn stopped, then, closing her eyes and envisioning. It was right there, like a ribbon wrapped loosely around her, leading back to Jon. He was thinking about that girl in her blue summer dress. The girl looked just like Karyn did now, except for several more earrings and a ring through the right side of her nose. Karyn ran her hand over her nose and felt the tiny hole in the right side. Meanwhile, she could feel the way Jon was touching the girl she was now, sliding her dress...
"Stop it!" cried Karyn and the vision faded.
A scared-looking Jon looked up and said, "But I'm not doing anything. I wasn't even thinking much about...that. Not until you said something. But, Karyn...how can you read my mind? I didn't wish anything like that. I don't want anything like that!"
"I don't know," Karyn said, "I don't understand this at all. Maybe I just need to try this away from you. Only... Can I go home like this? The way I look now wasn't a wish, so what if nobody knows me?"
Jon opened the desk drawer again and drew out the stone, closing the drawer. "This should do it," he said, "I wish that no matter how Karyn changes because of my last wish, everyone in the world would still treat her like they would have without my wish..." Another inspiration struck Jon and he finished, "Whenever she wanted."
Karyn felt an odd sensation, a little like a comfortable blanket sliding over her shoulders. "Oh wow," she breathed, "I could feel that. That's neat. But...whenever I want? Why wouldn't I want to keep my life?"
"I don't know," Jon admitted, "But I thought maybe you'd want the option to get away. I mean, if you can look like someone else, maybe you would eventually want to be treated like someone else. Like having a secret identity."
Karyn thought about this and then nodded her head. "I...I should go now. It's getting late and we have school tomorrow. I hope I can be myself again for it. Night, Jon-boy."
"Good night, Karyn."
