When everything cleared up, Jon and his siblings found themselves not at the kitchen table, but in the business class section of a jumbo jet.
Jon rushed to the window. The neighborhood was gone. Instead, Jon saw the glass and steel of an airline terminal. Jon looked around the cabin, it was empty except for him and his siblings. There were various carry-ons under the seats and in the overhead compartments, though.
Mikey and Zoe were seated. They were both wearing men's business suits. That's when Jon looked down at himself. He was standing in the aisle, dressed like a female flight attendant.
"What the fuck?" Zoe said.
