“Does anyone know where I am and how I can get back to Beth and Tiff at the Mall?” Lara asked as she appeared in the room door.
"Oh great," Jon muttered. Another one. He didn't have time for this. He needed to save his family from being stuck as television characters. "Who are Beth and Tiff?"
"My friends," the stranger insisted.
"Where are you from and what is today's date?"
He got an odd look. "California...I mean...isn't that where I am?" she asked.
"No...this is going to sound weird, but you are in a house, it's the 21st century, and you swapped places with my sister, and she is wherever you were."
"Say that again?" Lara said, confused.
Jon found the channel guide and looked through before finding an old 80s sitcom, a few channels over from the network playing his Mom's show.
Rebecca looked at her. "Same thing happened to me. There's this...woman who is living my life instead of me...and no one notices," she paused, having a sudden profound thought. "Like I'm...not important. Like...it doesn't matter as long as someone is doing what I do."
Lara, having only been here a short time, had not even fully understood what was going on. Rebecca was starting to think about all sorts of things she had not thought about before, that hadn't been part of her character's role. "Are you all right?" the teen asked the older woman.
Rebecca steeled herself, and turned to Jon. "Do you have any idea what you are doing?" she asked him suddenly, as another realization hit her. She didn't have to just listen to Jon.
