Last year’s annual family BBQ had been quite an event. No one knew exactly how or why everyone swapped bodies, but they were all hoping that somehow this year it would happen again in order to return to their own bodies. In the time that had passed, they had all agreed to assume the lives of the bodies they were currently in -- as they doubted anyone would believe a story about body swapping anyway.
Travis had found himself in the body of his own mother, a woman in her 50s who had given birth to five kids (including himself), all of whom were now grown up and at college or living out of the house. Most of his siblings swapped with each other; he considered them pretty lucky not to have to deal with a significant age difference. He felt bad for his mom though, who ended up in his grandfather’s body.
As he flipped the hot dogs on the grill, he couldn’t help but think about his body and all he had missed out on in the last year. But when he looked around, he noticed his body wasn’t there yet.
“Where Alvin?” He asked. Alvin was his nerdy, overweight cousin that had ended up in his body. Travis had been an athletic guy in his 20s before the swap; it would be just like Alvin to ditch and not want to risk swapping back.
“Mom!” His brother Dennis said from inside of his sister Mirah’s body while looking up from her phone, “Alvin is right over there.” She pointed to Alvin’s body, sitting in the corner.
“Oh, shove it, Dennis. You know who I mean,” Travis snapped back, “If he’s not here and we all somehow swap back...”
“That’s so not happening, MOM. Come on! That was like a once in a lifetime thing! There’s no way! You just have to learn to live with it...”
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