As they sat down, Rebecca studied Jon. He was the typical average male teenager…not disruptive…the sort of kid that a parent wouldn’t worry about much when she had two other kids who were more of a handful.
“So Jon…” Rebecca started…
Jon blinked. Hadn't he been talking to the new cleaning lady? He looked around the room approvingly. It was spotless. He couldn't have done better himself. He felt rather good, for some reason. He headed out of the room to see Miss Fine exiting Mikey's room.
