"What on earth ..." she uttered, trying to rationalize what was happening to her. She looked down at herself and got another shock (not the electrical kind). Her entire outfit was different, now looking very prudish and unflattering. Not like the tight and revealing dresses she normally wore. What was happening?
"Who are you?" came the voice of a girl.
Susan turned and looked at the stranger. She was also dressed conservatively, though maybe not quite as prudish as Susan. "I'm your mother," she said, but then wondered why. After all, this girl wasn't Dani.
The girl, as it turned out, was Krystal, who had apparently replaced Nadine. And so, Susan had apparently replaced Nadine's mother Laura. "You are?" Krystal said, sounding confused.
"I...don't know why I said that. How did I get here?"
"My name is Krystal...I was getting ready for work, when suddenly...I was here. I think I live here..."
Susan already knew her name was Krystal...but still had that feeling of familiarity. The girl looked a bit like her, or so she thought. "Work? How old are you?"
"Sixteen..." she said. "I...I don't know why I said sixteen, I mean...this is so confusing. I mean...this is my house....that's what I told that crazy woman who called. But...it isn't..I have an apartment...and I haven't seen my mom in..." She seemed to be
Susan moved closer to her, and wrapped an arm around her. Susan had never been what you might call overly maternal, but she found herself comforting this girl. "We'll figure this out," she promised. "The Lord has a plan for everything, even if we don't understand it."
The doorbell rang.
