He headed next door. He would try to see if the Rileys would know where his family was, and why their daughter was in his house.
He knocked on the door, but it didn't seem to be latched and swung right open. "Hello?" He said, entering.
He saw boxes all over the place but the furniture appeared to have been set up.
"Hello?" He called again.
Finally he entered the kitchen. Mrs. Riley was sitting there with her back to him. She had a pair of earbuds in, hooked to a phone.
He tapped her on the shoulder and she jumped and whirled around, pulling out the earbuds.
Jon stared at her. It was the same person, but when he'd met her this afternoon, she looked to be a little younger than his mom. Now...he was standing in front of a girl his age.
