Six Years Old Too

There was a knock on the door and Jon heard Sally ask "Jonny, can I come in?" "Come on in," Jon said, before shutting his mouth. Why did his voice seem higher-pitched than normal? Sally came in and closed the door behind her. She walked over to Jon and kissed him full on the lips. *Wait a minute,* Jon thought. *Why am I shorter?* She giggled. "Isn't that so much more fun than the kisses Mommy gives you?" Jon wasn't really paying attention to her. He was thinking more about why he *felt* different. It wasn't until he saw his reflection in a mirror that he realized what was wrong. He was a kid! Probably six years old, just like his sister. Maybe this was the only way he could date her. This wasn't what he wished for. But he was stuck with it until when the wish ended. All he had to do was end the relationship. But would that turn him back to normal? Sally walked to him, looking a little concerned. "What's wrong, Jonny?"