Lydia Warren, Mikey's teacher, was out for her morning jog. The morning was perfect, not too hot, not too cold, a nice breeze that she revelled in. Suddenly, without warning, something happened in her focus. She lost track of what she was doing. Something felt wrong.
She stopped her jog, and shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. Suddenly, with absolute clarity, she turned up the sidewalk to the nearest house and walked in as if she owned the place.
She walked up the stairs and into a bedroom. Sound asleep in the bed was one of her students, Mikey Madison. She took off her sweats, dropping them on the floor, her sports bra, and her panties, revealing a visage Mikey would have been sorry he slept through.
Then she reached into his hamper, pulling out a pair of dirty pajamas and slipped them on, her adult-sized body somehow fitting into the child's PJs.
Then she slipped into the bed next to Mikey at the same instant Mikey suddenly left the bed. Lydia drifted into a soundless sleep.
