Mikey led Biff's parents inside the house. "Lorraine," a high but certainly male voice said, coming out of the kitchen in a pink bathrobe.
"Hello, Roger...we brought Mikey home. It was so late, he slept over in our guest room."
Gary frowned. "You two know each other?" This man looked a lot like a woman...makeup, long hair, delicate features...but wasn't quite right. And his mannerisms were definitely extremely feminine.
"Roger and I met at PTA. I don't know why...but I didn't connect that Roger was Mikey's mother."
"Well, your Biff and my Karyn are both in the same class," Roger reminded her. "We weren't talking about my other children."
"I've never met your husband though. We thought that since Biff and Mikey are an item, we should meet you finally."
"Linda will be down in a few minutes for breakfast, if you want to wait a few minutes," Roger said.
A boy walked into the living room. There was something odd about him as well. "Karyn, dear," Roger said. "Can you tell your father Mikey is home, and Biff's parents are with him."
"Sure, Mom."
"That's my oldest son," Roger told them. "Karyn."
Gary frowned. Was everyone around here but him hypnotized or something?
