Mikey was still with Zoe when Sarah came home. The day had aged her. The former 17 year old cheerleader was starting to develop wrinkles, and was no longer quite so perky. Her long hair was tied up into a professional bun.
She slipped off her shoes as she entered and put them by the stairs. "Come on, Zoe...I'm going to change, and then we're taking you to the mall to shop. Bring your brothers along."
"Mikey's the only one here," she said.
"Where's your older brother?" She demanded.
"I haven't seen him," Zoe replied.
"You go to the same school," Sarah said, in annoyance.
"He's older and we're not exactly in the same social circle, are we?" Zoe said, sarcastically.
"You have ten minutes while I get ready," Sarah said.
