Rob stands there grasping the Grellstone, still towering over Bill. The bully seemed uncertain what to say as a test wish. He glanced around the neighborhood with a cruel eye.
Across the street, a couple high school cheerleaders were sitting in a parked car. One of them honked the horn and yelled, "Hurry up, Amber! We're gonna be late."
Nearby on the sidewalk, a group of giggling grade school girls in uniforms walked along laughing and chattering amongst themselves.
And just down the block, a pair of conservatively dressed religious missionaries -- one male and one female -- was knocking on doors and handing out pamphlets.
"I got it!" said Rob with an angry smile. "I wish ..."