Jon woke up Monday morning to the sound of his mother calling him for breakfast. Grumbling, he climbed out of bed... then immediately looked down to figure out what was different. However, after a moment of groping and looking, he couldn't figure out what was different. Jon went downstairs to find his mother grinning and a pancake breakfast on the table. Eying his mother, Jon sat down to eat, still wondering what she had wished for. As Jon reached for his fork, his hand suddenly sprang straight up. "What the..." Jon muttered as he tried again. This time, his hand shot to the left. Meanwhile, Linda was giggling hard. Glaring at her, Jon asked, "All right, I'll bite. What did you do?"
Linda was still laughing. "I'm sorry," she said, "but I couldn't help myself. The wish made us dependent on each other. For the next week, we cannot feed, dress, or clean ourselves. We can't work a toilet, shower, or car without the other's help. The only thing I left that we can do ourselves is cook and wipe ourselves after using the bathroom, but even cooking can only be done if we are sharing what we are making with the other or if it is exclusively for the other. We are completely reliant on each other for pretty much everything!"
