Zoe's eyes went wide, as she realized that she was no longer dressed in her typical Goth clothes. Instead, she was wearing a teenage boy's T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. In fact, oddly, the clothes looked very similar to the ones worn by the original Jon.
"Zoe," Jon said, grabbing her attention. "Were you the one who let this boy in our house?" As he stood there, his skin became smooth and hairless, and he aged by almost two years, becoming 19 years old.
Finally, Zoe thought. He admits that this is my house. Wait a minute. Did he just say our house?
Jon looked at Zoe, the way a mother looks at her kid. Zoe was his daughter (for now ... soon, she would turn into Jon's son). He had this odd feeling that he didn't recognize her a moment ago, but that was ridiculous, right? How could he forget his own kid?
Zoe was confused. What was happening?
