“I’ve got a worry stone in my pocket.” I pull out the smooth amber-and-black stone. “It’s tiger’s eye.” “You want me to eat a rock?” Aidan wheezes. “No. I’m going to want this stone back, and if you eat it, that’s going to cause a problem. Tiger’s eye is good for protection.” I hold out the stone for him. “You can meditate on it. Sometimes people can get so relaxed when meditating with crystals that they fall asleep.”
