"Come on, Jon. You have to do something. You can't have your mom be a Goth and your sister be a ... zombie ... for the rest of their lives."
Realizing that Karyn was right, Jon headed into the kitchen and found his sister sitting at the table eating cereal with a bland look on her face. He took a deep breath and then touched the wand to Zoe's arm, hoping that it would work.
Suddenly, Zoe was engulfed in a silvery glow of light. When it faded, Zoe was wearing a blouse and a pair of jeans...it looked a lot like what his mother wore when she wasn't in her work clothes. Zoe's hair was short and in a familiar style.
Karyn had been right...it had reversed what had happened...only not as intended.
"Jon, what are you doing with that toy?" Zoe asked.
