Jessica drove home in a huff. What had she ever seen in Vicky anyway. Little mouse didn't know how to stand up for herself. A body like that and she didn't want to model? Fine, her loss.
Jessica wandered into the house. "I'm home." No response. She wandered upstairs and poked her head into her parent's room. They weren't home. Next she checked John's room where he was lounging on his bed. "Hey, you seen mom and dad?"
"I think they're out." John replied. Then both of them felt a bit dizzy.
