Jon didn't stay out for the full hour. After a talk with Karyn, he came back home, still having a bad feeling about his wish.
He heard the sound of talking in the kitchen and entered. He simultaneously was relieved and terrified. Relieved that his worrying hadn't been in vain. Something more was going on. But terrified because something more was going on.
His mother was working on preparing dinner. She looked great. Her skin was smooth and wrinkle free, and seemed extremely energetic. But she looked at least five if not more years younger than she was supposed to be. He hadn't thought it might be that when he left, but now it was much more obvious.
Zoe's transformation was a bit more stunning. Zoe had been cute, objectively speaking(_he was her brother, after all), for a 14 year old. But looking several years older, her awkward parts had gone away. She was taller, more shapely...and the fact she was only wearing an oversized black t-shirt that didn't cover quite as much as it had the last time he saw her in it didn't help.
She actually smiled at him. "Hey, squirt." That was the name she used for Mikey. Apparently, older Zoe called him that now too.
"Jon, are you all right?" his mom said. "You look pale."
