Jon's Wish

Jon was sitting on his bed staring at the rock in its case on his side table. He had been doing this exact thing for the last 45 minutes. Jon was trying to think of the perfect wish. He knew that he didn't want to make a hasty wish and be stuck with something he wouldn't be comfortable with, like Karyn had done yesterday. And after almost an hour of thought, he had finally figured out what he wanted most in the world. He picked up the rock, and held it in both of his hands, closed his eyes and prepared to speak loud and clear to the stone. "I wish..."