I watched the blue glow completely fade into the distance before I went back to sit back down on the couch -- where I had been before this whole weird switching around mess started.
Zuri came in from the other room and looked down at me to ask, “Is everything okay, Toni? You seem troubled by something.”
I was. I certainly was. But I knew I couldn’t tell Zuri about the swap, the fact that I was mostly her and she was mostly me. She’d probably think I was crazy if I said anything anyway. I was quickly coming to a weird acceptance of the situation, even if I still didn’t like it. But for some reason, it was nearly impossible to convince Zuri that everything was okay. I had no idea I was subtly giving off hints in the ways Zuri would, and I was also completely unaware that Zuri was picking up on them, as this was her original body even if she didn’t know it...
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