"Calm down, Karyn," Jon said, looking down the neck of her blouse at her new bra. "Like you said, at least it's only for 24 hours. Right? And look on the bright side. You're not made of stone anymore."
No, the voice in his head replied. Now, I'm made of lace. Hardly an improvement if you ask... Suddenly, the voice stopped, as if Karyn had just thought of something. Hey! Wait a minute! How'd you do this to me in the first place? I thought you couldn't make wishes anymore.
"Not me," Jon explained. "Jon can't. And since Jon is a boy, technically I'm not Jon anymore. Just call me 'Joan' for the next few hours. Now, do you want to go find Lisa or what?"
