"I wish you would get along better with Alex."
I had read several stories with Jon and Karyn and I knew that most of the time, they were no better at making wishes than they were at befriending Sarah and Biff. On the other hand, that wasn't the worst possible wish she could have made. The main problem with that wish is that it might not do much at all. It would make Jon nicer, sure. But how much nicer? He could go from really mad at me to just being mad at me but a little less. Being less mad is "getting along better"--just not enough better to make me safe.
Hopefully at least the chance that Jon would want to do really nasty things to me would go down.
"Wait," I said. "Karyn, don't you want to know why everything got this way in the first place?"
"I don't care why you got into a fight," she said.
"But he..." Wait. Did I want to tell Karyn that her memories of me were fake? I didn't know if she'd be more willing to help me if she knew or if she didn't know, but I knew myself that telling her was hard to reverse, at least unless I got the stone. "Never mind. Can I borrow the stone myself? Please?"
"To use it against Jon?"
"No, I need to check some things."
"Such as?"
"Uh, did Jon make any other wishes on me that I don't know about?"
"I wish Jon would tell us if he made any wishes on Alex that he doesn't know about."
"Yeah," said Jon. "It wasn't that big a deal." Which didn't mean it wasn't a big deal by my own standards. "I just wished that he would...."
