Jane's shock suddenly faded away...as if its flow had been extinguished.
Zoe was still looking at her...and Jon had joined in a look of concern. He didn't think they were best of friends...but to him...they were still family. "Earth to Jane..." Jon said.
She blinked. "But..." the stone fell limply from her hands, forgotten...Zoe heard the thump and picked it up.
"What's this?" She asked.
"It's mine, Mom..." Jon said. "Jane must have found it. It was Grampa's...he thought it was lucky...I'll go put it away." He lied.
Zoe reached out to hand it to him...
