introducing Natalie

He looked at Sarah questioningly once he finished speaking the wish. "So? Feel any different?"

She tilted her head and clicked her teeth with her tongue. "Hmmh, not exactly. I mean I don't think so." She got a thoughtful expression and stepped back, concentrating. Under her breath she counted "1....2...3...", then flipped forward into a perfect handstand. She held it without effort for almost a minute, first with her legs straight in the air, then spread open. She then continued into a cartwheel, returning to her feet, barely showing her exertion.

She gave a huge smile. "Whoah, totally awesome. I've always wanted to be able to do that." She gave Tom a spontaneous hug. "Thanks, this is sooo coool! Now, ask me a question, something I should know," she prompted, bouncing up and down on her toes.

"Like what?" Tom asked, bemused at her antics.

"Anything from this life. Come on!" she pushed.

Tom thought a moment. "Well, what's your mom's full name and birthday?" he asked.

"Abigail Mooney Lane. May 5, 1981," she responded without hesitation.

He continued on. "Who is your best friend? What's your favorite bands?" He smirked and teased "Have you had sex yet?"

"What? Tom!" she scoffed, rolling her eyes. "No, not full sex but definitely some other stuff," she laughed. "And my best friend is Amy Langdon. Right now I like to listen to Dua Lipa, Olivia Rodrigo, and BTS - but there's ALOT of other music I like too."

She pursed her lips. "It's weird. I don't remember doing any of that. But when you asked I just KNEW it. I even got a picture in my mind of Amy. And if I think about it now I can kinda hear some of that music, that I've listened to it alot."

She looked at Tom with eagerness. "Yeah, I think this will work!"

"Okay then," Tom said, glad she was satisfied but now very curious himself to see what this life what like. And if he was honest with himself, he was looking forward to spending some time with his 'new' wife Abby - she was still VERY attractive, and he had some fond memories of when they dated. "So, when do we need to leave?" he asked.

"Oh!," Sarah glanced at the clock on the wall and gasped. "Practice starts in 20 minutes. We've got to go now or I'll be late!"

She grabbed her stuff and hurried Tom out to the car. He was amused by Sarah's frantic behavior - she definitely seemed more like a teenage girl right then. He needed her to direct him to the school (Tom only vaguely remembered where it was). He parked and she hopped out.

"Don't you want to come watch?" she asked him.

He hesitated. "I don't know. Sitting there while you practice sounds kind of boring."

She narrowed her gaze. "Really? You're not interested in seeing THIS ..." she ran her hands down her sides "... tumbling, showing my legs and everything." She twirled around, lifting her skirt to show the tight shorts barely covering her firm ass. "Come on, daddy... please come watch me practice..." she begged in a exaggerated pleading tone.

Tom was immediately turned on by her display. But he felt somewhat uncomfortable at the idea of watching her in public like that. He couldn't help but give in to her though, and so followed her from the parking lot.

When they approached the school they both stopped in their tracks with a gasp at the sight that greeted them. There was another Sarah! She was dressed in jeans and a white peasant blouse, and she burst out laughing as she watched them approach.

"Sarah, you goofball!" she teased, continuing to laugh. "You were doing great! But you REALLY didn't think through that last part. You planned the wish so well until then. You should know better than to throw something in at last minute!"