Focus! And then lose focus as you find something you forgot about

"Focus!" you tell yourself, and for a moment you're confused about why you entered. "Right, get money," you say, and go over to the mattress. It occurs to you, as you reach under it, that you and Sue both used the same location to hide your prized possessions. Maybe the mattress wasn't such a clever hiding spot.

Struggling to lift the mattress makes you realize how much weaker you must be in this body. You were always a weakling as a guy, but even though your sister's athletic it's an athleticism that focuses on appearance, not strength or endurance.

When your fingers touch a glossy surface you frown, trying to peak between the boxspring and mattress while your mind tries to remember what you might have hidden under here with your envelope of money. You pull slowly, careful not to rip the paper as it moves slowly toward you.

To hurry things along you struggle to push the mattress up, and as the bulk of the mattress's weight lifts your hand and its prize whip out, smacking you in the chest and knocking you over backwards.

Well that wasn't embarrassing at all, you think, lying on your back with splayed legs. Lifting the mystery prize you look at it, suddenly remembering what it was that you'd hidden there.