Deciding that Option #2 was the simplest solution, Jon held the rock tightly and spoke aloud.
"I wish that my mother's friends were more interested in books, and would want to discuss them with her"
The rock felt warm in Jon's hands, but that feeling was drowned out by an intense shaking that was happening around him. Jon could tell that reality was bending before his very eyes as everything around him was wobbling like jello being shaken by a hyperactive child before the changes were complete and reality was still once more.
Looking around his room, Jon noticed that there were no eye-catching changes to his room, as everything looked the same as before the wish was spoken. Though with a closer look, Jon did notice that there were a couple more books on his bookshelf than usual. Hoping to see that his wish made larger changes than just a few books moving into his room, Jon walked downstairs in search of his mom. Inside the kitchen, Jon's eyes widened as he noticed...
