trouble with his friends

Tom's phone rang. He looked at the incoming number. "It's Bruce!" he told Sarah. She shrugged and so he answered.

"Tom you bastard!" Bruce yelled at him. "Sarah's there right now isn't she? I warned you to stay the hell away from her! Just because she's eighteen doesn't give you the right to screw her!!! She better get her ass back to school - and if I find out you're seeing her again, I'm going to kick your ass!!!"

Bruce hung up before Tom could reply. He dropped the phone, giving Sarah a stunned look. She laughed. "Well I heard that."

Tom took a breath. "Right. I guess I'm sleeping with my best friend's daughter."

"Most likely 'ex best friend' now," Sarah pointed out with a grin.

Sighing, he went on, "So I guess it's time to change back. This is messed up."

"Hey, hold on a minute," Sarah said. "I want to see what it's like to be a high school cheerleader. I missed that chance in my own life." She raised her eyebrows. "And I bet you'd like the change to fuck a cheerleader too," she teased.

He grimaced. Sarah knew him too well. "Even if that's true," he argued, "this is too complicated. You heard Bruce. A relationship with you will be impossible in this situation."

Sarah scoffed "Yeah, right. That's why you use to coin to CHANGE the situation. Wish that no one would question why I'm always over here - that there's an innocent explanation."

Tom was gobsmacked. Of course! The coin. Sometimes he really appreciated Sarah's ability to cut through the fog and come up with a simple solution. He touched the coin and said "I wish Sarah was here for a reason no one would question." He paused, realizing he should add more. 'I don't want her being turned into my daughter or something weird. "....that she was close to me, spending alot of time here, but without changing her new life as Bruce and Jessica's daughter."

He felt pleased with himself. But that feeling vanished when another girl in a cheerleader uniform walked into the room. "Hey Dad," she said, giving Tom kiss on his cheek. "Love you but we've got to get back to school."

She took Sarah by the arm. "Come on, girl! I've got the posters but we need to get back before next period." Sarah glanced helplessly over her shoulder as this new girl led her out.

It was several minutes before Tom could move. He guessed the coin had provided a simple, obvious solution to his wish. Sarah spent time at his house because she was his daughter's best friend - a daughter that hadn't existed before. "Shit!" he said. "I need to figure out what else changed."

He started looking through the house at pictures and notes, checked his phone and computers, examining everything he could to piece together his new life. The girl was Amanda, his 18 year old daughter, and it appeared she and Sarah had been friends their entire lives. His own life seemed otherwise unchanged except that he...