She smiled. "Now, or do you want to wait a bit?"
"Now, I guess," he said, curious what would happen.
She reached toward him...and suddenly, he was back in his parent's car with Zoe and Mikey, heading home. He checked his watch. It was a week later.
What happened? He didn't remember a thing about the last seven days. He entered his house, frowning, and headed up to his room. His bed was made, and someone had cleaned up his room.
There was a picture on his desk next to his computer. It was of him and Karyn. They were both smiling, and Karyn wasn't wearing her usual jumper. She was dressed...well...more feminine...although certainly not girly. He flipped it over. It had been printed by one of those digital photo places three days ago, according to the timestamp on the back.
But he'd been on a retreat...hadn't he?
