"Mommy, you're shrinking," the 20-something-year old woman version of Mikey said.
At first, Linda didn't notice it, but then she did, after the room seemed to be getting bigger all around her. And after only a half a minute, she was just as short as the original Mikey. She looked up at the woman who used to be her youngest son. How could any of this happen?
"Mommy, are you okay?" Mikey asked. "You look ... you look like me."
Linda turned and looked at her reflection in a nearby mirror and saw that Mikey was right. She did look a lot like her son. There were a few minor differences, like her hair was now light brown instead of Mikey's dark brown, and her eyes were blue instead of Mikey's hazel. It's like she had become a little boy version of herself. She was even wearing the type of clothes that Mikey usually wore.
"How is this happening?" Mikey asked, just as the cloud began to move out of the kitchen, then up the stairs to the second floor of the house.
