Jon suddenly spotted Zoe walking on the other side of the street. However, she wasn't dressed in her usual Goth outfit. Instead, she was dressed in a conservative-looking blouse and pantsuit, something an older corporate-type woman might wear. It was a type of outfit that Zoe wouldn't be caught dead in. But it was definitely her. It was definitely his sister.
He ran up to her. "Zoe, am I glad to see a familiar face."
"Excuse me? Do I know you?" she asked.
"Zoe, it's me. Jon."
"You must have me confused with someone else. My name isn't Zoe. It's Barbara Donnelly." She paused for a moment, feeling a little concerned about the boy, but then continued on her way.
Jon just stared at her. What was wrong with her? Wasn't there any part of her that recognized him?
