Linda froze as she entered the kitchen. Zoe was at the table nursing a bowl of cereal and Jon was at the stove. Something felt wrong again.
Linda looked at Jon. He was wearing a pink dressing gown and smelled strongly of perfume.
Jon noticed that Linda was standing there and turned to face her. "Morning sweetie." He said. "I hope that you're going to be better behaved today."
Linda nodded. "Yeah, sorry about that...mom" she said.
"That's OK honey." Jon replied. "Sit down and have some breakfast."
Linda sat down. "How's Mikey?" She asked.
"I haven't woken him up yet." Jon admitted. "Rebecca suggested that he should stay at home today. He is rather ill but I hope it's just a cold."
Linda nodded as she ate her breakfast. Just then the doorbell rang.
