Linda headed toward the shower, stripped off the robe and hopped in. The shower only took five minutes, just a bit of shampoo, some soap, and out.
As she exited the bathroom, she found Jon where she'd left him. Jon was making the bed, and Zoe was watching intently.
"Morning," Zoe said to her. Then she turned back to Jon. "Should I wake up Mikey?"
"That would be very helpful," he said. And then he and Linda were alone again.
"She didn't notice anything odd," Jon said. Nothing felt odd. Jon thought that it should feel odd though. "Get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast," he told her, and headed downstairs. He was halfway down before he remembered he had been trying to get the rock.
Linda, left alone, looked down the hall toward the Master Bedroom, then around Jon's room. The idea of going down there felt wrong. She started to think on what it could mean. As she did, she subconsciously began taking off the robe and getting dressed.
Dressed consisted of a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers. She suddenly started, realizing what she had done. It was an action she'd performed hundreds of times...getting dressed in the morning, to the point she didn't even think about it.
She ran down the stairs and rushed into the kitchen, sitting down at the table.
