Jason was hungry. He wanted little more than to buy a candy bar and shove it into his face. But he was hesitant. Ever since he swapped bodies with Caroline, she had harped on him on just about everything. What he ate was a particular sore spot for her. She had gotten inside his head. Even though it was the first time he had such an opportunity where there was no way for him to be caught, her voice was still nagging in his head. He tried telling himself that it was just one candy bar, that there was no way she would ever know. But he could hear her saying that she would know, and she’d be sure to make good on all of her threats. So he just sat there in indecision with his stomach growling. What harm could one candy really do?