It was eerie. He looked exactly like his mom, even down to her hairstyle. He lifted up his hand and touched his right breast, squeezing it. The sensation he felt was like nothing he had ever felt before.
"Jen?" his mom asked, opening the bathroom door and walking in. Jon immediately dropped his hands. "When Zoe said you stopped by, I didn't believe her. You should have called first."
Who did his mom think he was?
Jon stood up from the toilet and walked out into the hall.
"I can't believe you're still dressing like a tomboy, Jen. You know, while you're here, maybe I could buy you some new outfits. There's this new store at the mall that ..."
Jon wasn't really listening. Because when he entered his bedroom, he got a shock. It wasn't his bedroom anymore. It looked more like a guest room. And he was the guest!
Jon's little brother Mikey walked by. "Hi, Aunt Jen."
Aunt Jen? Jon thought. That means I'm my Mom's twin sister. But Mom doesn't have a twin sister.
