Ronald and Jessie had worked together well. Even if there was an uneasy tension between them. The bell finally rang and they moved to leave. As Ronald was standing the stone clattered out of his pocket and onto the linoleum between them. Jessie looked up and froze. They stood there for a moment before Jessie dived for the stone. Ronald, too slow, falling on top of her. If she found out…
“I wish I knew what you did with my stone.” Shit. The stone flashed and Jessie stilled. “You bitch.”
“I wish we were in my bedroom and nobody notices.” With a flash, they were whisked away.
