Nothing, he doesn't make a wish. Instead, when James walks in, he sets the stone on the kitchen table and sits on the couch to watch some TV. Minutes later, his older sister Melissa walked through the door. "What's this on the table," she said.
"What is it?" James asked as he walked into the room. Seeing the stone, he said, "Oh that's mine. Here."
"Not anymore it isn't. I think it will make a pretty necklace," Melissa replied, quickly pocketing the stone. James continued to nag her, when Melissa thought, I want James to tell me why this is SOOO special.
Before James knew what he was saying, he was revealing the secrets of the stone, which he hadn't known himself until that moment. Melissa grinned, and tested it out by wishing that the stone was a necklace. As a silver chain snaked around the stone, Melissa plotted what her next wish would be. Slipping it around her neck and letting it drop down her shirt, Melissa turned to James.
"Melissa, give that back. Please," James plied.
"No, why should I?" Melissa retorted.
"Because it's mine," James continued.
"Not anymore. No guy would wear a necklace. But I know how to get you to stop annoying me. Every time you annoy me from now on, you'll...
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