Jon looked around the room. It looked exactly like the room that his parents slept in only there was one major difference. His Mom and Dad weren’t using it, He and Zoe were. It only just occurred to Jon that he had been sharing the bed with Zoe. He shuddered at the thought.
Crossing the room to the door Jon paused when he spotted a photo on the vanity table. It was a photo of the family. What was odd about the photo were the positions that they were all in. Zoe had her arm around Jon’s shoulder while his Mom and Dad were standing apart from each other. Roger was dressed all in black and had a sullen look on his face, almost as if he didn’t want to be there.
Jon shook his head. It had to be some sort of dream. He crossed the hall and headed to his bedroom, intending to get dressed, but when he opened the door to his room he found out that it was already occupied.
Jon peeked over the covers and was surprised to find his Mom lying in his bed, although he shouldn’t have been really. If he was in his parent's room then it would make sense that she was in his.
“Mom?” Jon tried quietly. She didn’t hear him, she sprawled out on the bed and snoring. He tried again, but louder.
“Mom!”
“Ugh,” His Mom groaned, stirring. “Five more minutes.” She mumbled as she turned her head over.
Jon watched in disbelief. His Mom was acting like some sort of teenager. He shook his head and returned to his bedroom where Zoe had just stepped out of the bathroom wearing a white dress shirt and brown trousers.
“Something wrong honey?” She asked noting the look on Jon’s face.
