Biff watched the children for a while, trying to give himself some time to catch his breath. He still didn't know what was happening. He was one of the fittest guys at school. He had to be. He was the star quarterback of the football team. How could he get so winded just running across the park? And then there was the dress and purse. He clearly remembered going to bed at home. So unless he sleepwalked out here and stole some old woman's clothes ... yeah, it didn't make any sense. And these children. Amy and David and Marcus. They ...
Wait a minute.
How did he know their names? He didn't know them.
He looked over at them and saw that David and Marcus (the twins) were fighting over something. "Children, play nice," he said.
Amy ran over to him. "Grandma?"
"Yes, dear?" Biff asked.
Dear? he thought.
