"Let's go," said John to Sarah.
"Shouldn't we put some clothes on first," said Sarah, indicating the bedsheet she was wrapped in.
"No time," said John, already taking off and finding balance a little harder than he thought it would be.
In a moment they had caught up to the kids.
"Hey," shouted John, "Wait!"
"What do you want," sneered a little boy.
"That's our gun and our rock!" said Sarah.
"Yeah?" said the kid, "They got your name on them?"
They obviously didn't.
"Then I wish you'd leave me alone," spat the brat.
With that Sarah turned and walked off. John, luckily unaffected by the wish, stood with his mind racing.
"Kid," pleaded John, "I really need those back.
