"I mean..." Jon stumbled. Obviously something had happened...probably with his wish. He looked around for clues.
And he found them in spades. The room was definitely his...but everything in it...wasn't.
Sarah got up, revealing that she was completely naked, and tossed him a pile of what looked like his clothes. "Get dressed," she said. "I don't want my mom seeing you here...you know she'd freak if she knew you'd spent the night. Go home and get cleaned up. I'll meet you at school."
Jon didn't know what was going on, but he got dressed as Sarah slipped into a nightgown. He started for the door.
"No, out the window, like last time," Sarah insisted.
Jon headed toward the window. This was certainly interesting...or rather confusing and possibly disturbing, he thought as he climbed down the trellis.
