It was Jon's sister Zoe.
Decked out in Goth clothes, Zoe walked into the room. "Mom, what are you ..." A blank expression came over her face and Jon's mom knew what was happening. And now so did Zoe. She looked down at herself. "I don't want to be a Goth!"
Jon's mom scooped up the wishing stone from the floor. "Maybe we can use this."
Zoe swiped it from her mom. "Give it to me. I think I'm more desperate to get out of this body than you are to get out of yours."
"Do you even know what to wish for?" she asked Zoe.
"No. But I'll think of something. I'm not gonna live the rest of my life in Zoe's body."
"Well, I don't want to be Mom any more than you want to be Zoe," her mom said.
They both sat down on Jon's bed, thinking of how to fix their situation.
