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.
"Didn't you hear me calling?"
"No...there's no Internet or TV, so I was listening to music," she said.
"I have a problem. I can't get in next door, no one is answering, and Stacy is peeking out the window," he said, trying to pretend that she wasn't suddenly years younger.
He got a blank look. "Who's Stacy?" She asked.
