Quickly, Jon said "I wish that for as long as I have this body, no one thinks there's anything out of the ordinary about me being female." The stone glowed, granting the wish.
He, or rather she, opened the bedroom door.
"Oh, Martha. I'm sorry for bothering you," Jon's mom said.
Martha? Was that Mrs. Claus' name? Wait a minute, did that mean that no one remembered Jon?
"Martha, we really need to get you some new clothes. Those look awful on you."
"Uh, yeah. Good idea. But maybe later. I need to, uh, do my homework."
"Oh. Well, yes. You should do that. But I'm not forgetting about this, young lady. The moment you're done, I expect you to be free to go to the mall."
"Okay, sure, Mom." Jon closed the door and sat on the bed. What now?
