The rock glowed as usual, and Karyn and Zoe stared in amazement at Jon. Where the strappingboy of 15 once was was now a smaller, thinner child with fair hair.
Strangest of all, the boy was wearing a flowery dress, with white tights and sandals.
"That's better, Jonny boy. Now, what do you want to wear?"
Zoe opened Jon's wardrobe and where his jeans and t-shirts once were were row upon row of pretty dresses. Zoe picked out a particularly pretty one, in a red velvet and puffed up sleeves. It looked like a bridesmaid's outfit.
"Come on, Jon" said Zoe, "Get undressed."
Karyn, who Zoe had ignored, noticced that Jon's sister had put down the rock. She slowly moved towards it and, before Zoe could react, grabbed it.
"Give me that back!" snapped Zoe.
"Oh no," said Karyn. "I wish..."
