After the initial surprise wore off, she realized she had no idea what she was supposed to do about aging a decade in her sleep, cool as it was. She needed to talk to her aunt.
She gently tiptoed to Aunt Linda's room and knocked. Aunt Linda opened the door in her robe, but looking like she had just gotten out of the shower. "Oh, good...you're up," she said. "I was just about to check on you. Can you shower and get dressed? We're in a rush this morning and I need help getting everyone out of the house."
Sally looked at her. "Don't you notice anything different about me?"
Linda paused and looked her over. "No piercings, tattoos, nothing with your hair...I give up. What's new about you?"
Sally blinked a few times. "I'm bigger...?" Duh...
"Sure," Linda said. "Now, can you help out or not?"
"Okay," she said, unable to get the confused look off her face.
"Could you set the table before you shower? That would really be helpful."
What was going on? Sally wondered.
