On returning from her latest trip to the Middle East, renowned archeologist Tracy Ashford couldn't wait to visit her twin sister Stacy, a homemaker and mother. Pointing to a small bag she carried with her, Tracy told Stacy, "There's something in here that may help us fulfill our most fervent dreams." To which Stacy replied, "We'll check it out after dinner and my daughter Barbie's bedtime."
After Barbie, a toddler, was tucked in bed, Tracy reached into the bag and produced an oddly cut green-tinted crystal. "They call this the Reversal Stone," Tracy said. "Legend has it that the Stone can exchange the lives of two people if at least one of them rubs it. This will enable us to see what it would be like to be each other. You could inhabit my body and be a globetrotting archeologist, complete with my extensive knowledge of the subject. And I could inhabit your body and find out what it's like to be out of the spotlight, a homemaker with all your knowledge of housekeeping and childcare. Of course, we'd still remember who we were, and later, we could use the crystal to switch back to our own bodies," Tracy added.
Stacy thought it was a good idea, so the twin sisters both rubbed the crystal. Within a minute, their eyesight blurred. When it was restored, Tracy found herself looking directly into the eyes of a toddler girl. "Stacy, you're a little girl wearing a diaper and a child's shirt," Tracy gasped. "So are you," Stacy replied. Tracy looked down and verified that she too had become a toddler. "Being twins, the spirits apparently considered us to be one entity. Considering how we look, we must have changed lives with..."
At that point, an adult voice rang out from upstairs. "What are you two girls doing downstairs and out of bed?" the voice said. "It's mommy err, Barbie I mean, mommy," Stacy shuddered. "You two get back in bed and go to sleep, or else!" Barbie sternly said. "I don't wanna get no spanking from mommy," Tracy whined. The two girls ran upstairs, climbed under the covers, and went to sleep, looking like little angels.
Barbie, now a 26-year-old woman and wearing the clothes Stacy
wore earlier in the evening, walked downstairs, wearily contemplating
her life devoted to taking care of two very active toddler girls.
At the bottom, she found what she thought was a piece of green-tinted
glass. "One of the twins must have brought this in from the
outside. Well, I can't have trash like this cluttering up my house,"
Barbie said. She dumped the crystal in the garbage and quickly
forgot about it.