The Next Morning

The next morning, Jon walked downstairs and sat down at the kitchen table. His mom was in the process of making breakfast. "Oh, Jon. Did you get that letter?" his mom asked. "What letter?" he asked. "Uhh ..." She walked over to the counter and grabbed something yellow. "This," she said, handing it to him. "It was addressed to you." Jon grabbed it from her and opened it. He rarely got any mail. ***Loda's Majorum of Mysteries!** Greetings magic user! You are cordially invited to the grand opening of Loda's Majorum of Mysteries, the magical worlds premiere retailer of enchanted paraphernalia! Satisfaction guaranteed or your money back! Best prices both asked and given! This flier entitles the bearer to 10% discount.* Jon quickly folded the piece of paper, displaying a look of nervousness. "Who's it from?" his mom asked. "You didn't read it, did you?" "No. It was addressed to *you*." Jon sighed with relief. "Uh ... I'll be right back," he said, before leaving the table and running upstairs to his bedroom. Once there, he grabbed his cellphone. "Karyn!" Jon said over the phone, nearly in a panic. "Jon? What is it?" "I think we may have a problem. I don't know how, but someone else knows about the stone."