(Author's Note: Credit goes to Cvlsoldier, who wrote a branch that inspired this. I wanted to take it a bit differently.)
"I wish something interesting would happen." Jon said. The stone flashed. "Uh oh, what happened?" Jon asked, wondering how he could have done something so...stupid.
Meanwhile, outside, Linda Madison pulled into the driveway with Mikey, her youngest son. Lifting her bag out of the backseat, she went to open the door and found it unlocked.
Linda was 38, and in decent condition for her age. She didn't have the figure she'd once had, but she'd had three kids, and that did tend to have a toll on the body. She kept in shape, ate healthy and tried to get her kids to do the same(not always successfully).
She was a paralegal and executive assistant at a law firm downtown. She had planned to go to law school after she finished college, but getting pregnant with Jon had...well...postponed that plan...and eventually cancelled it. She regretted not continuing on with her plans, but she didn't regret being a wife or mother. She was pretty content with her life as it was, even with the hardship of losing her husband.
The two went inside. Upstairs, they could hear Zoe's music blaring through her closed door...at just below the volume Linda would knock on her door to order her to turn down, but above what was polite.
At that point, Linda sank onto the couch to rest for a moment before starting to worry about dinner and Mikey bounded up the stairs enthusiastically.
The boy was ten years old, and was fairly smart, but not the best performer in school. He was more interested in cartoons, comic books, and other 'cool' things. And in class, he was more interested in Miss Warren, his teacher, than anything she had to teach. Even though he was still in the range of ages where boys thought girls had cooties, he had a major crush on his teacher.
On the couch, Linda began to fidget uncomfortably, for no particularly reason. She was having trouble getting comfortable...
