Mrs. Meadows, Biff's mother, returned home to find the car Biff usually drove to school still parked in the driveway. Strange she thought, He's usually gone to those early morning practices of his by now.
She entered inside, and found further evidence that Biff had not left yet left. His keys and his backpack were still in the house, and the pancakes she had left out for him earlier that morning were left untouched.
"Biff?" she called up the stairs, to no reply. She tried twice more, before ascending the stairs herself. She peeked her head in Biff's room, but could see immediately that he wasn't in his bed.
Mrs. Meadows was about to check in Biff's bathroom when a noise attracted her attention. It was a infant's cry, coming from Biff's bed. She turned, and realized that while there clearly wasn't a large teenage boy under Biff's sheet, there was a much smaller bump near the pillow...
As the wailing continued, Mrs. Meadows hurried over,uncovering the sheets to find an infant in Biff's bed. It was as small as a newborn, and had the same closed eyes and pinkish hue of one as well. It was naked, allowing Mrs. Meadows to see that it was a girl, and the sparse hair on top of its head was a bright blonde color.
"What in the world..." Mrs. Meadows muttered, as she went to pick the baby.
