An old t asked me if I would like to have something that would remind me of her when I was in an agitated space or a bad situation. She shoved a box at me and I selected one of the polished stones about the size of a nickel.

I carried it in my pocket for awhile. It might have helped if I liked her more, but I didn't, so she and the rock had to go. They did and I'm the better for it.

Can you tell I didn't like her?