"Mom, I don't want to be you any more." You tell her. Five Minutes and you're not liking it.
Your mom looks at her reflection one last time, admiring the last taste of youth she might ever have. "Are you sure? It's perfectly OK if you want to stay this way a little longer. I don't mind!"
After convincing your mom that her body was better, and that 35 wasn't that old, she agreeded to switch back.
You got out to the Shed and she looked at it one last time. You both got in the pods, and pressed the button.
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