"What are you talking about?" Jon asked, getting frustrated. What did they think was wrong with him? As far as he could tell, he was perfectly normal.
"Jon, you're naked," his mom explained.
Jon looked down and saw that she was right. He was naked, except for the sneakers on his feet. But what was different about that? Jon was a nudist, just like the new neighbors next door. Maybe that's why he felt such a connection with them. They had so much in common.
"Mom, you know I like being in the nude. Are we gonna fight about this again?" Jon asked.
His mom suddenly looked startled, then confused. "What are you talking about? Since when do you like walking around naked?" She looked down at her son's exposed penis, then suddenly looked away. How could her son be fine with exposing himself like that?
"Come on, Mom," Jon said. "You know I've been a nudist since middle school."
"Oh man," Zoe said, still laughing a little. "This is even better. When everyone finds out that you're fucking nuts ..."
"Zoe, hush!" her mom yelled, glaring at her.
Zoe rolled her eyes, then said "Whatever. I'm outta here." She walked past Jon, both giggling and wincing at Jon's naked body, then left the house.
"You are in some major trouble, young man," Jon's mom said.
He couldn't believe it. He had been a nudist for almost four years, and while it was something that his family had to get used to, he had never gotten into trouble for it. At least, not until now. What had happened? Did everyone's memories get erased or changed? What could do something like ...
The stone! Jon thought. Someone must have gotten their hands on it while he was visiting the new neighbors. They used it to alter everyone's memories, except for his own. Now everyone's forgotten that he's supposed to be a nudist. But who could have used the stone?
