Karyn's next change occurs when she passed a poster of a model with red hair. This made her reminisce about her old hair and wish for the following: ' "I wish had red hair like that models and my face was at least as sexy."
Neither myself nor my mother noticed my hair and face changing, but that was the subject of her next worries. "...and why did you put so much makeup on? The only good thing about it is that now no one can tell you are you." I tried to say something but she cut me off. "No. You will see me down in the kitchen. Right now young man."
I didn't know what to do, so I followed her, taking the stone in case it might be useful.
