"Amanda's a really lucky girl," I heard her whisper, so softly that I wasn't sure if she'd meant for me to hear it.Before I could think of what to say...in response, a voice came from inside Roger's bedroom. "Stacey? Are you in here?" I quickly recognized it as Jonathan's, and I let go of Stacey.She sighed as she turned around. "Yeah, we're over here, in the closet."A few seconds later Jonathan appeared in the closet entry. He had a wide smile on his face at first, but the second he saw me it. It's just that..."I think I knew what she was going to ask before she even said it. "Could that site of yours make me a young man again? Could it change me back without giving me back my bad knee?" I don't know." I said honestly. "I've never heard of the site actually transforming people in real life, even by accident. If they CAN reverse this, they'll probably just give you your old body back, bad knee and all."Cherry looked disappointed. "Thanks, anyway." she said."For what?" I asked."For. Closing the door I noticed that there were still no lights, but by the light from outside I could see that the muddy footprints went back toward the back of the trailer.I started to ask Cindy to check and see if her mom was up and about but then thought better of it. After all, she could be lying in a pool of blood in the back and I certainly wouldn't want Cindy to stumble into something like that. I wasn't sure what but something wasn't right. Instead I called out from the living room. "Mrs.. When we went into the library we sat in a group at several tables clustered in a corner. The staff, who were sure to bitch, eyed us to watch if we were rowdy, but all of us needed to study; we could be rowdy later. I was surprised that Sarah didn’t show up. Guess I would see her later or at breakfast.After four hours of studying we were all yawning and stretching, so we left. Sunday night the only people who could get food were the guys eating at the training table. Everyone else had to shift.