Jon decided to change the subject. "What does everyone want for dinner?"
"Pizza!" Karyn said.
"How about hamburgers?" Zoe said.
"Whatever," Mikey said.
Jon sighed. "I guess I'll figure it out," he said as they walked the last few blocks to the Gibson home.
When they entered, they found Simon sitting on the couch, reading an art magazine.
"What's going on?" Jon asked.
"Everything is fine...well, except...you know..." Simon said.
"Aren't those my pants?" Karyn chirped suddenly.
"Yeah...mine won't fit anymore....but these fit fine. It's just the bottoms," he said.
"That explains why these things have been riding up all day," Jon said.
"Probably," Simon said.
"I'd better go find something that fits..." Jon said.
